I wonder – like Rodriguez – often about a lot of things from … how the brain works … about similar structures in nature … both built up and movements … to how the universe works … about why the ‘great wall’ exists there far out …
Now I wonder why is it ‘hideout’ and not ‘hidein’?
out in space
tasting all of everything – with love
in my heart
From what I wonder about to what I’m fascinated about … I’m so very much fascinated about ‘far and close’ … in pictures … photos … picture makings … imagination … I often struggle to keep ‘far and close’ in mind … with me. As well as ‘whole and detail’. That suits perfect in all subjects. Politics as well as … you name it!
Today I will ‘hideout’ and enjoy Scottish dancers and then I will go and ‘hidein’ at home sweet home.
Far & Close! – The Whole & The Parts. – Structures & Details.
loneliness
lies within the listener –
a cuckoo’s call
(c) Chiyo-Ni
morning glories –
awakened
in the middle of a dream
(c) Chiyo-Ni
I pick up the loneliness thread …. It’s a bit sad thinking about loneliness … or? Being alone doesn’t mean loneliness. I often like to be alone. Worst is when people feel loneliness when being with other people, I think.
loneliness
travelled sadly to the heart
raindrops falling
Nobody should need to feel loneliness in a caring society. When will we get there?
So far … just a dream…
dreaming high
a struggle up the mountain
to a shrine view
To dream is crucial important, I think. And just as important is that … the dreams do not have to come true. They just are giving so much feeling-good on the way – while dreaming. To be able to dream you need a good portion of imagination and fantasy. Best spices for living life I think.
honey in mind
smooth start for fantasy – sets
pinecones rolling
Now thinking about how wonderful the coconut oil is for the skin. … Has to be another chapter …
Until then … Please have a cocktail for life ….
The five haiku masters in Japan …. Bashō, Issa (Cup-of-tea), Buson, Chiyo-Ni and Shiki – ”the Big Five.”
It really gripped my – todays post at Carpe Diem. I almost felt I sailed up a poetry level. Felt very nice …
ah master
I read your poetry – in the water
you still are
… to be there. But however I am realistic too. I’m not there yet. But I promise – cross my heart … I’m on my way. Cause I so badly want to … I always want to be a better me. Not the best because I have passed that several times. I just want to get better and better …
eternally saved
haiku – in the mountain pediment
painted by Issa
Today I have been so inspired by poetry written by Hamish, Kristjaan and other masters. I think the way of … ”hear your voice in the water stream” …. ”birds chirping in the sound of stones” …. and I bring with me … ”the artist not to be seen in the poetry”. That last one will be difficult … I’m sure. I am also – every day – inspired by haiku by Lize Bard – and responding to them.
Hopefully – some day – I will become a better me … but as I use to say nowadays – I have time.
always take
time for haiku – writings
in mist and water drops
I saw you. In cyber. I wanted you! So very much. Said it was perfect and that you looked so smart. You answered. You looked upon me with younger eyes. Didn’t see me as ‘ an old woman’. In a way you are right. My soul is young and so is my heart. But! My years are my treasure chest. I want every single to be counted up to date. I like my age. Actually I love my age. It’s just so perfect for me!
So is you!
black and white
in it’s most gorgeous perfect way
queen of life
I cannot wait …. I know you will arrive in a few days …
It’s easy to feel romantic when being among the blooming cherry trees. And nostalgic. We had in our garden where I grew up. Two trees. The large one – with bigger and black sweet berries – I used to climb to the top, where the best berries could be found.
I think I like more to be romantic now …
overwhelmed
by lovely kisses – into
cherry blossom
you took my hand first
and then my heart
Now I long so much to spring. First I will enjoy spring in Budapest and then I will enjoy spring in Lund. And I know where to find all the cherry blossom rooms in my cities. I also look forward all the kisses …
Carpe Diem #1157 Sakura,
the national pride of Japan.
Imagine … heaven so close … finally there … I put on my Spotify list ”New Life” made (after divorce) … first foot into very very hot water … to ”Crazy” … perfect … I’m crazy the soft way … the creative way … I like so much … my crazy free soul … I like it best the youtube version with Prince though … so artistic the music kind …
highest sensitivity
music for tracking ones soul
heart in bath
I’m so much enjoying the moment. Now next … ‘Diana‘ and Paul Anka … ”I’m so young and you’re so old” … what does age means!? Nothing! Nothing at all! As long as you enjoy life and … of course have …virility… in mind 😉 … I know you have. Latest …
from heaven
you came – just in right moment
for me
… I’m so thankful! Will always be. I said to you:
– If there is a God – he sent you to me!
And I really believe that!
Next music … oh my … I feel you kissing my fingertips … Theme from Limelight … you are kissing my fingertips … you found my button … red button … hot line to my heart … I’m totally lost now!
so softly touches
your kisses wake my senses
I’m all yours
Awaked by ‘Island in the stream‘ when you reach my lips … that eternal kiss … we are just floating away. Are you with me?
how could your kiss
make us be only one – ah
our eternity
That music. Music is life. ”Everybody hurts” … sometimes people hurts … so it is … so it was … a time I listened a lot to this one … not so long ago … it is passed now … but the music is still wonderful!
some people hurt
it’s just experiences in life
leave it behind
Something to be thankful to … after a while … hopefully … depending on you …
Well I’m the kind that stick to promises … no matter what … my soul is a true and honest one … and I am so fortunate to have that kind of soul inhabiting (not inherit) my body.
dear soul
of honesty and truth – I
cherish you
-Deeply, I must say!
Do you remember?! … wanting to walk me home … I do remember 🙂 .. ”I want to walk you home” Fats Domino … one of my first favorites …really … when singing BlueBerry Hill … ah that nostalgia … I would like that to happen … soon … you walking me home … when?
And that … Whats a woman … its so sensual … I love it … ”Cross my heart”…
thinking about
your kisses overwhelming – me
don’t stop
Help me make it through the night … oh how much I listened to this during the 90th … when I was all engulfed up in my Rainbow children and … nostalgia …
your beard
tickling my skin – wanting
more of you
Like ”Sugar Man” I say ….. I wonder … Wonder I do … Rodriguez …
And in my hot bath … thinking of you … I felt more like a butterfly … in harmony … moving my wings … the poetry … music … lyric … way … but also like a mermaid …
Now off to Bolero at MÜPA … I have seen it before but never too much … 😉 … ❤ …
I forgot Save the last dance … Bruce Willis … and also … Paul Anka …. and .. Leonard Cohen … and some more tunes …
Imagine … a week with cold kitchen and cold bathroom … no warm water for a shower or bath … oh how I long for my hot bath!!!! That pump for circulation in the gas machine! I hate when things brake down! They had to order from Vienna or Germany.
But! Yes there is a but … my bedroom is warm and also my heart.
Tomorrow …. hopefully …crossing my fingers … I can have my hot bath. I will spice up the moment with champagne and candles … then off to Bolero later in the evening. Longing so much!
I think most … after … the hot bath …
hot hot water
hugging every inch – of me
soul sailing
… now I thought of a samurai … do they know about massage … can they cut the water into swirling waves … are they good with their hands … are they only warriors or … maybe passionate lovers too … I wonder still …
Wielding the sword or the brushes – that´s the question 😉
I seem to have brushed me away into the bathtub …
Carpe Diem #1155 Sumi-e,
the Japanese Way of Painting (2).
There was a party going on. I didn’t know at first. But suddenly I was aware of it and got invited. I couldn’t say NO. This was a special party. Looked so fun.
Dancing out there …
my pencils
not me – was asked to dance
incessantly
While I was at the party I completely forgot I baked. So now I can say that my seed bread is very very well baked. I tried with som cheese to check if it was eatable. Perhaps tomorrow when the smell of burnt is gone.
Unlucky me – for once. But lucky anyhow.
Men visst passar den in på huslig – ungefär så jag är på det området. En Skrivpuff.
my tea bowl
green like my tea – ginkgo
so soft and warm
Just now enjoying this lovely tea … after a dance evening … first performance I didn’t like very much. It was too odd. Too much of acrobatics, to little of dancing and more of experimental liftings and turn-arounds. And also some talking in Hungarian so I didn’t understand. No, I didn’t like Prospero. Not at all!
But the woman playing several instruments and also singing – was great!
Next is Bolero – I know I will like that one – because I love Bolero! This time Győri Balett Company. Thursday will bring this great event.
I have had some wonderful days now with my elder sister. I am so fortunate! Just saying! My sisters are just so wonderful. Every moment I spend with either of them or both is moments to keep in my heart. Has always been. No pilgrimage can compares to the time with sisters. My sisters.
best pilgrimage
all these journeys – dearest
my heart sings
A life Pilgrimage – mine with my sisters …
we share
the same start – oh life
fragile and strong
A life Pilgrimage – alone or together …
always another
page of day to fill – tastes
so exciting
B_ live 