HAIKU

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 ❤

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carpe Diem: #1173 Leaving.


Record to be Recorded

Do you know any app … easy to use … so I can record … when out walking … because sometimes … it pops up poetry … in my head … and if I don’t catch them at once … I will forget them …

a record
of walking poetry – in need
to be recorded

… sometimes just funny thoughts … which I would like to think more about … and not forget either …

Today I thought … about something that happened to me several years ago … and I was sad about … then … I thought …. imagine I wanted this to happen … and I made it happen  … though I didn’t know I did … because it was my subconscious that was acting … in my favor …
-Why I thought like this?
-Well, thought about some signs … that could be interpreted that way … and then that odd thought poped up.

Fiskmås i Stadsparken, Citypark Lund, Sweden.

Daily Prompt: Record.


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!

Crazy Art by me - Look Deeper than Surface.

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?

Bruksvallarna Sweden 2008

 Carpe Diem Universal Jane # 12 Mountain View.