When it happened to me …
flash of star seeds
in June – birth of my first – you
explosion of happiness
… it was the first time in life … I felt what real happiness is … thanks to you my son!
Carpe Diem: #1172 Filtered Light.
Real Happiness
Carpe Diem
Jubilee of Life
How beautiful Kristjaan described ‘leaving’ talking about leaves … also I got a smile because I have … this season … notised every leaf … still hanging on … bushes and trees … I then thought …
– They don’t want to leave. They are still hanging on .. though so rough around!
… and I admired their strength.
Can I make this a haiku?
no wanna leave
little leaf still hanging on – strong
in rough life
I think some leaves don’t want to leave summer … I don’t either!
‘Leaving’ … mmm … some are very stuck I think … and they don’t want to leave … that safe they know about … for something uncertain … and unknown.
I myself … have always liked challenges and moving to new places … starting new projects … entering new subjects … leaving some and exploring new … leaving some and meeting new …
But …
in the essence
curiosity brings leaving and always
arises new aromas
some inner power in live cells
a push for ongoing evolution
… never leaving myself … my values … never left my watchful eyes behind … never left my deep roots … never left my curiosity … behind … so far …
leaving finally
the destiny of last journey – just
a point set
when the life is at its end
I have written my last dot
… but not yet!
I still have some question marks … and exclamation marks to write … looking forward to …
Funny also that tonight’s Philosophy Evening at the University was about life cirkels … ending and starting … leave and revive … among plants, fishes, insects, animals and humans …
A kind of jubilee of life … the philosophical way of thinking … which I like so much ❤
carpe Diem: #1173 Leaving.
Heart in Love – Soul is Cool
About ”wounded heart” … sounds like it is something very hurtful … I don’t think a ”wounded heart” is a big problem … and I also think it’s something more related to the young period in life … Love comes and love disappears … and comes again … love is the surface feelings … and not the deeper … don’t let you down … maybe you are sad a moment … some days … you decide … you are on your life journey … love here and there is a softer seat … on some trips …
heart in love
when blood is flooding – hot
soul is cool
… nothing more … but beware of your soul … heart is easy to lose …
easy to lose
your heart for give-aways
soul is locked
… but don’t make it easy to lose your soul!
Ps. … I have to go back later and look at my thoughts … written here … I think … maybe … perhaps … I am a little provocative … 😉
What do you think?
To be continued …. here ….
Carpe Diem #1171 Wounded heart.
In the Mountain
Writing ghazal – what a challenge! I had to look up some Swedish explanation and found also Swedish poets in this kind of poetry. Gustav Fröding is one of our great poets.
I will try …
I wanted to travel to the best view on a mountain.
I thought your secret was hidden on the mountain.
The clouds always brought love letters from the top.
And the stamps had a great picture of your mountain.
The birds in the sky were singing the content to me.
Their wings made traveling easier to my mountain.
The flowers on the ground made my steps lighter.
Their colors brightened my way up to the mountain.
In every breath I felt your welcoming and longing kiss.
Kisses like snowflakes covering the top of my mountain.
Last day sun is burning hot and hiding behind your top.
You made it Sofi! now rewarded and worth the mountain.
Well well well … that feels very constructed … probably has to be worked on more … so I can feel I am content with it … but however … its my first …. and I wonder …
in the mountain
the most grounded can be found
only my soul
… as always …. wonder I do … will it be the last?
Carpe Diem Universal Jane # 12 Mountain View.
Fountain Love
waterfall of feelings
fountain of sheer drops ‘n pink petals – love
in same direction
Carpe Diem: #1170 fountain.
A Fountain of Questions
I was in good time. Didn’t forget anything … so far … noticed … I had problem about how to dress for the journey. That’s because I travel with only handbagage and no suitcase to check in. Some things are more important than other. Like my Canon, my Mac and their need. And today also …
in your eyes
a picture of you – exposed
a jiffy childhood
… a pair of high heel boots. Bought in Budapest. My feet are very picky and it’s more difficult and much more expensive to find back home.
After some hundreds of deep quiet sighs I’m finally on the airplane … sitting beside a very handsome young man … with a great inviting smile … and wow …
trigger trembling
viewfinder fighting – target
turn on the music
… now I am in trouble … and a lot of thoughts appear … I turn on my spotify list and shut my eyes … but cannot help glancing now and then at ….
caring arms
dressed in dark charm – feelers
how thrillingly
… now my sister would smile … cause she know … I smile too … and now I think of … coming closer now … sex-gender-harassment …
I know more about harassment towards females … but what about males?
Now I will be clear … right on the point! … but mind … about this there are a lot of ‘if’s …. a whole lot of! … perhaps I should call this entry … The ‘if’ challenge?
Point: I think men’s dark hairy arms are sexy … especially dressed in ‘just enough rolled up white shirt’ … this man had very sexy arms … indeed!
I almost wanted to tell him how sexy arms he had … it was then I turned on my music in my earphones … and got a lot of questions in my mind …
… about when is it sex harassment? Can it be about arms?
If … I say to him … Nice arms you have!
If … I say to him … You have sexy arms!
If … I say to him … Wow I love your sexy arms!
… or does sex harassment has to point gender characteristics … like tits, butts, pussy, cock, dong, penis …
Think I am doing some good work here … broadening debate about men and their sex appeal … for women 😉
I think … men think … their broad shoulders are sexy – but no!
Of course one essential question is … why should I say anything to him … I didn’t of course … !!! … just thinking … wondering how he would react …. think that’s what I am curious about.
How would a man react? …. We know too little about that, I think. I would certainly have liked to talk about it with the man … talked about reactions and situations, sex and gender … without intention of any doings in that field … but that could be nice too of course …
You know … that I am … ‘writing my thinking’ … but in this case I also would like …. ‘talking my thinking’ …
sitting beside
you attractive man – music
my hide-away
Carpe Diem: #1170 fountain.
Stop it! – Fair Service
fountain of feelings
a hit right into heart center
children too worthy
Well that’s what happened today! I just have to write about it. I bursted out like the most powerful fountain with hundres of jets. Just saying!
I had my walk in sadness today – like always – last day here – before I go back home – there. But in less than a month I will be back in – home here – again. That’s a small kind of comfort … very small though.
you beloved
city in center of all – culture
dearest in life
Well well … a wonderful day with sun and blue sky … in a long long walk … from one end to the other and also som curves here and there … when walking towards Liberty Bridge on a very busy street …. suddenly I see a man hitting his son … I couldn’t believe it! Then he hit him again … and so hard and furious. It was a family with four children. Youngest in a troller with the mum. I went up to the dad while he was hitting his son and I shouted:
-Stop it! Stop it!
The man looked at me and turned his back and walked away. One of the younger sons looked at me with astonished and large eyes. They all sneaked away but I took time to tell the dad that it was very very bad behavior. I was so angry! No one else reacted!
After a while … still thinking about the situation … I regret I didn’t ask the hitted boy if he was ok. Probably I too had been hit if done …
children
outstanding – most precious
our future
People are often cowards and fail in situations … I have experienced that myself … once in Naples, Italy … in daylight on a busy pavement … I was robbed … he pushed me forward and at the same time hold my arm … tore off my watch … ran away … I screamed … not a soul did a thing … that feeling … I will never forget … so I don’t like Italy … but had a nice time living with Saint Bridget (Birgitta) Systers both in Rome and Naples. That was a really memorable experience living with the Sisters. (Saint Birgitta) Sorry I couldn’t find a link to the Brigida house up on the hills above Naples – with spectacular view over city and Etna.
I could have written about the wonderful fountain on Margit Island. The dancing fountain.
drops of steps
actor in bewildering jets – true
art of balance
Carpe Diem: #1170 fountain.
Checking the Length
When on my walk along The Danube today … the wind was strong … but warm … it was upwind … and I usually don’t like … upwinds … dead winds … or head-winds at all. When I go by bike I hate it.
Today I found I liked it a lot. In that new experience I wanted to stay and enjoy. So I did! I imagined the wind brought new thoughts into my head. Suddenly it did. The wind brought back a thought I often had when very young … walking home in the night … me and the stars … I remember I almost used to feel dizzy at that time … thinking about … ”am I really?” ….(=do I really exist?) … incomprehensible great … universe … earth … me …
about the everything
I can understand nothing
humbly bowing
at the same time I realize
everything emerge out of the nothing
… which leave me … with the question … ”nothing”? …
nothing is
nothing will be – once
nothing (really) was
Cannot decide about last line … with or without ‘really’ ….. HELP!
About Hafiz … I feel the poem is linked so much to a special time … of how to be … and that is not now … in our time.
I don’t believe in … wiping out … efface … oneself … and I definitely have no wish to ”be rewarded with boundless pastures and eternal rest” … I live here and now … and I will do my very best … being the best myself … as well as being humble I react … and act …
Most humble … I think …. I am with my camera and macro lens … which makes it possible for me to see even the tiniest insect feet, feelers and more. How I marvel at such wonders!
From the nature … through my Canon … right into my dear Mac … I can see … what wasn’t seen …
feet and feelers
walking the life – feeling
where is nothing?feet and feelers
experience life – wondering
where is nothing?
Checking the length today …
Carpe Diem: #1169 Humble.
When You go Low
How interesting Kristjaan! I think I wrote the existentialist way in my last Carpe Diem post 😉 … and my favorit in this field is Sören Kierkegaard – the Danish philosopher. He was christian though and I am not captured by any religion. He was wise, I think. About nature … he didn’t think humans were one with the nature. He thought humans relate to nature. I think like that too. And as written before … humans … every man and woman … is their actions. They are NOT their characteristics … like skin color, religion, ethnic group, ….
the naked you
dressed in camouflage
a snake in paradise
Talking about philosophy like this … you must be a sincere human … not a fake one … Fakes are not worthy talking philosophy. Fakes have lost their confidence! That’s a fact!
Honesty goes with philosophy – life philosophy – the ethical way – only way.
”Face the facts of being what you are, for that is what changes what you are.”
Soren Kierkegaard
Being ones actions … aiming the honest and true way … sometimes need apologies … apologies for behavior … cowards don’t … humans do …
Picking a piece from the poem by Rumi … I choose this one … cut a bit …
”We are as pieces of chess engaged in victory and defeat:
our victory and defeat is from …”
when you go low
I always go higher – armed with
strong ethical code
…. and to cheer it up a bit … yesterday I got a photo from one of my grandchildren … so proud … she won in chess and her dad lost … I answered I knew she would win … the smart and clever … honest way … ❤ … she is my Golden Heart ❤ …
Flute … when so beautiful it feels right into the soul … the beauty of sincerity …
”Life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced.”
Soren Kierkegaard
Carpe Diem: #1168 Flute.
Passion – The Funny Way
Today – when watching musicians – I thought about passion. Does passion show in every musicians? I wondered about and pictured – like a film playing in mind – a lot of different musicians in different kinds of music. And in my head of course also dancers are moving around while thinking of passion … and music …
like a violin string
played – dancers move
in true passion
capturing the most inner
feelings to express
… I love so much passion … expressed through arts … performing arts … I love it so much it almost hurts … somewhere inside. The true artist … always shows a great power of passion … They become ‘one’ with their instrument … which for a dancer is the body … for the … orchestra conductor also body and his wand.
And I think a dancer with great passion also finds music inside his/her body … and knows how to transform it into dancing …
I get passionate … only by thinking about this passion …
a blue flower
picked the passing wind
playing music
Talking about passion … can also be made the funny way …
Carpe Diem: #1167 The Dancer.
B_ live 