beyond horizon
that hypnotic sunlight
your touch
Carpe Diem: #221 – Promis in red clouds.
beyond horizon
that hypnotic sunlight
your touch
Carpe Diem: #221 – Promis in red clouds.
like running lace
surrounding billowing satin dresses
flowers dance
Carpe Riem: #1086 Waltz of the flowers. Tchaikovsky.
Tchaikovsky is my favorite! Has been since I first came in contact with classical music. My number one is of course his nr 1 – The Piano concert. This kind of music I find soothing when life is hard. It has helped me many many times.
I also have come to love contemporary dance and ballet – prefer classical schooling in the contemporary. In Budapest there are so many events and places for culture and performing arts. That’s why I spend so much time in Budapest. Almost as much as in Sweden. This year I have been very busy here 😉
damp drops of rain
tasting like thousand kisses
then farewell
Carpe Diem: #1085 – The Kiss. (Philip Glass).

a kiss in the wind
from you to my waiting lips
serenade of love
a kiss in the wind
from you to my waiting lips
serenade of love
while you are so far away
I listen to the emotional music
Haiku or Tanka – which one is best?
Carpe Diem: #1084 Serenade (Schubert).
I have come to like cello more and more. And I love when artists play their instruments with a lot of tenderness and feelings. As it always should be in the act of love.
practicing
tangents always ready
like raindrops
Carpe Diem: #1082 Raindrops.
Chopin – Arthur Rubinstein.
shivering spine
in crossings of culture
closest ever
life rests in body’s hostage
triggers pilgrimage for all blood cells
Carpe Diem: Tanka Splendor #30 – Pilgrimage.
glowing tones
a new acquaintance for my heart
when flowing autumn
covered my surrendered body
with a alluring lotion for the soul
Carpe Diem: Tanka Splendor #29 – Autumn’s voice.
Autumn Colors – Gheorghe Zamfir.
last one lost
branches yells out it’s barren loneliness
leaf departed
the deep down sleep of all energy
in time the warm light will reach
Carpe Diem: Tanka Splendor #28- Autumn departs.
garden fruits
softly picked in tepid night
sweetened my tongue
frequently you served delicacies
before evening’s scene of decay
Carpe Diem: Tanka Splendor #27 – Decay.