the winter emptiness
shining in a frozen raindrop
on the inky window spill
Inspired by Helpless by Lize Bard.
the sun in my words ~ chases winter winds and mist ~ from a shore of death
HAIKU
With open Limbs
with open limbs
embracing the world
even as dead
coming across brutality
being humble in nature
Carpe Diem #1178 Theme Week Hafiz (4)
knowledge.
Last Pick Your Heart
The Snail Walk
awakened in early light
your breath beside – a soft breeze
dove purring in delight
Today is the World Poetry Day … so I have been busy … though tired … and I don’t know why. Didn’t go to the Philosophy Cirkel tonight but I bought a ticket for my eldest grandchild so we will go together to Budapest soon. I’m so looking forward this.
engine of energy
starting the dolphins jump
soon followed
the solitary swimming
always leads to company
In the morning breeze … it starts …
in silent content
morning breeze starts
with a sigh in end
… and I remembered my haiku about the snail … that popped up before sleep … and … was still there … in the morning …
a lovely breeze
carried along the night
by my dream
… my snail haiku …
Carpe Diem #1177 Theme Week Hafiz (3)
morning breeze.
World Poetry Day
Vill ta mig i kragen och komma igång att läsa igen … flera böcker av Paulo Coelho väntar … det går alldeles för trögt … verkar som jag bara vill skriva … men … vill vill vill … läsa också!
Tight Outspread
Travel of Love
På Flykt i Fantasin
the snail walk
live more in your moves
than reach the goal
Jag somnade med denna vers i huvudet igår. Var för trött för att gå upp och skriva ner den. Funderade mycket på hur jag skulle komma ihåg den. Tänkte på minnesträning jag läst om. Koppla saker till platser.
-Kan jag koppla snigel till kaffelagandet? undrade jag och tänkte …
… laga kaffe … snigel … kaffeautomaten …snigel … kaffefilter … snigel … kaffe … snigel … kaffe …
Jag vaknade som vanligt och längtade efter mitt kaffe …. snigel … kaffe … snigel …
Det fungerade!
en liten tanke
på flykt i fantasin
min poesi
I mitt liv numera … händer det ofta att verser och haiku poppar upp … på de mest lustiga platser … i tid och otid … det är ofta riktigt underhållande …
det blixtrar till
pressfoten trampar stygn
en kråkspark
Skrivpuff: Världspoesins dag 21 mars.
My Love!
standing strong
in full bloom dressed purple
my heart bow
My feelings for nature and reading the post … the haiku was strong and wanted to be presented first. And I just follow my feelings and instincts …
the squirrel
grabs the fir cone in delight
a pulse of love
There are so many kinds of love in nature … a richness … a generosity … sharing … cykling … consensus … collusion … movements …. I will call it pulse.
(sometimes its difficult for me to find the right words, I’m sorry for that, I so wish my English was better)
The pulse of nature … the pulse in nature … the pulse out of nature …the pulse of grows and evolution in nature … that extraordinary energy and power … the pulse … only nature possesses …
osprey wings shiver
when ocean depth roar desperately
bay lost again
nature sometimes takes away
for new to soon be welcomed
… and I am just an observer … but also a part … which goes with a responsibility … for all of us.
my deepest love
for that mighty creativity
only in nature
when meeting the you
only to pulse together
… could be read … ‘my love’ … instead of … ‘the you’ …
My love!
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Carpe Diem #1176 Theme Week Hafiz (2) lover.
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