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Away from All

Nu har Emma sannerligen kämpat några dagar. Känslostormar minst sagt. Inleddes ena dagen och full storm nästa för att tredje dagen lugnat ned sig. Emma pratade mycket med sig själv de tre dagarna.
Hon påbörjade ett ark för att rita upp strategier för olika situationer. Skrev ner svart på vitt vad det varsom störde henne så i livet. Påverkade sinnesstämningen. Vad hon vill. Vart hon vill komma. Få en bild att titta på. Som en karta för att hantera livet när det stormar. Hon tänkte ofta i haiku som sedan upprepades i hennes huvud gång på gång.

you meet
in no understanding
of me

Ibland visste Emma så väl. Ibland blev stormarna för starka. Men hon visste att hon inte skulle ge vika, för det hennes inre envist försökte hjälpa henne att fokusera på.

a road
away from all
of you

Ice

Skrivpuff: Ge vika.

In Contact

I love a blue sky and I love the sun. But not to sun bathe. On a beach. Not at all any more! I like to bathe in salt sea and I like to walk along the shore. And everywhere else. To explore the macro and micro world.

sunny sky
most tender balm for bodies
yours close to mine
both dressed in nature
the cosy bay style

In first read my tanka perhaps doesn’t give the impression of having with growth to do. But it is meant to. It’s harder – with lots of struggle – to grow by oneself – it’s possible of course. But so much easier to grow together with others …. I think.

in contact
like seed and raindrops
we grow deeper

Finally ….

…. I hope for a blue sky tomorrow.

Street Photo - Sunbathing

Carpe Diem: #1121 Growth.

They didn’t – I’ll do.

Advice for today when attending an evening with Romeo and Juliet …

choice for now
rambling the exciting road
cling to life

… they didn’t … is the sad story.

I’ll do … is another story.

flower_20130606_gulros

Daily Prompt: Cling.

Change

every change
what so ever has a final
new start

There is a change in the world – across the Atlantic – going on and I’m not sure at all I like that! Two men – with different skins.

One with the ethic kind and … the other with a thin unethical kind.

Where are we heading? What has happened in U.S. I wonder!

And thinking that ‘the other’ was well aware with and supported the help he got and was put in from abroad.

What do you think?

Crazy Art by me - Sad eyes

Ilsken Hand

Medan jag lyssnar på en temperamentsfull vals av Brahms och studerar dirigenten dyker denna haiku …

ilsken hand
fick musiken att glöda
i mitt öra

… upp i huvudet.

Jag skriver ned den. Tittar på den. Då upptäcker jag att den skulle ju kunna uppfattas som en misshandel. Ett ilsket slag som gör blixtrande ont i örat.

-Oj, tänker jag, det vill jag ju inte att någon ska tro. Samtidigt tänker jag:

-Det var ju bra! Dubbelbottnat. Underfundigt. Känslorna är på plats.

Statue of Ferenc Liszt, Budapest

Skrivpuff: Ilsken.
Att skriva HAIKU, Svenska Haikusällskapet.

With Crimped Edge

The radio is on during my night. Now and then I wake up and listen. Then I go back to sleep. This night – welcoming a Sunday – I woke up to sacred hymns. I don’t like ”the sacred” but sometimes I like ”the hymns”. Hymns often give me nice childhood memories. My dear Aunt was a wonderful singer and a strong believer. I’m not!

I listened to the beautiful song ”Strålande stjärna” (also called Gläns över sjö och strand, Bethlehem star) In the program I see they played the song in 3 different versions.

I woke up to the last …

strålande stjärna
som en bankad mässingsskiva
med krusad kant

… probably it was disturbing me. And that poem popped up in my head.

glorious star
as a beaten slab of brass
with crimped edge

Couldn’t go to sleep for a long time after …

Traditional … and … the other (on Spotify).

And now I wonder …

… if some part of my brain is allert and awake … when I’m asleep?

Ps. Listening again when I’m awake_awake I find it not so bad but isn’t it too languishing slow!?

A kind of infinite music and questioning … like dancing around ”the point is”…

Blue Love in Hearts

Time is Perfect!

En viss förvirring uppstod medan jag var koncentrerad med kameran och han precis …

bumped into
the focus of my canon
I shot y o u
-with the dark slanted eyes-
and drowned in your arms

… och han frågade:

-Would you like to have a cup of tea with me?

-Time is perfect for a cup of tea – with you!

… svarade jag och lyckades trassla loss kameran …

… från hans arm.

Crazy Art by me - Time for Tea! Where to?

Skrivpuff: Förvirring.
Loss.

In the Stream – A Dedication

Sometimes I look up the words. To see what different meanings it can have. When I read about ”specific” …. well …

particular, specified, fixed, set, determined, distinct, definite, single, individual, ….

determined, specific, definite, particular, fixed, given

Individual, private, unadopted, separate, specific, personal

… it could be me ….
… some of the characters just on the point … ha ha …
… some lacking too …

Then I saw what Eddaz had written .. specifics about the man with M (= the man with a uppercase M = a very special one, it’s an expression in Sweden)… to spend the life together with …

Then I turned the perspective – in my mind – and thought …

-What would and should a man appreciate about me – the man with uppercase M!?

Like the pope said when he visited Sweden last summer – he had heard about the strong Swedish women and that Swedish men – therefor – look for women abroad … ha ha … they have problem with the strong ones …

So it has to be a man who is … really … interesting, broadminded, humble and strong, caring and loving, creative ….. like me … ha ha …

I thought I hade such a man … but after 45 years it turned out … thinking about the pope now … I was mistaken …

As I said before – I love interesting people! Creative people!

in the stream
like two flakes of ice
crossing
over each other and for a moment
melting together

A dedication to extra ordinary men – those I have met and these I will meet …

The Danube in ice - Budapest

Feelers needed – for two

I also believe in miracles! Miracles in the tiniest. Miracles in the mighty great universe. Miracles in minds.

feelers needed
walking in life of miracles
for two
with a watcher in the middle
enjoying the path way

It’s not enough to look closer! You have to look even closer! If you don’t want to miss the tiniest. Watch out …. Click on the pictures!

Did you see him in the above photo?
This is the miracle about macro shooting. Always surprises back home looking at the day’s result.
I find the ones I first didn’t see … miracle every time … and so fascinating ❤

Nobody else but me saw this exciting happenings in Budapest city center by the Danube close to Chain Bridge. I showed a girl but I think she got scared by the bugs.
People were occupied with selfies – with Buda Castle or the bridge in the background.

Carpe Diem: #1119 Miracles.

En Saknad Kokosnöt eller?

Idag blev det en enda bild. Men den tog minsann sin tid. I anspråk. Och tur var det att jag hann spara den. Innan skärmen blev svart och datorn dog. Den uppstod som tur var igen utan att ta tre dagar på sig som vissa. Nu har jag en fråga …

en liten tripp
alla vill hänga med
på äventyr

… man ska ju sätta namn på sina bilder. Märkliga bilder. Vad vill de säga? Egentligen! Det funderar jag mycket på. Därför är det så roligt när en läsare ställer en fråga så jag hajar till. Som Yuhu gjorde igår. Då måste jag tänka till ….