a seed sets free
to let the wind take hold
then sinks deep
Skrivpuff: Sjunkande.
macro
In a Blink
In Frozen Rain Drops
Picking Lost Grains
the blue wings
dressed in every steps you left
picking lost grains
Inspired by Time out by Lize Bard.
Treasure Hunt
Drifting Words
from all directions
looking for an inviting entry
our drifting words
Inspired by Safely Caught by Lize Bard.
Daily prompt: Adrift.
Olycksaligt Undantag
ett ensamt gammalt liv
minnesrikt och påfyllt med nya upplevelser
satt på olycksaligt undantag
Ps. Tänker på många gamlas situation i dagens Sverige – förr sattes de på undantag … och nu med kan jag tycka …
Skrivpuff: Undantag.
Fragile Falling
Thinking about
Picking up Senses
Existerande Undring om Existens
En existerande undring … om jordens existens …
snabb uträkning
i evolutionens ändliga – spår
lott i livet
… som sagt … en dag tar det naturligtvis slut … undrar bara på vilket sätt …
Skrivpuff: Lott.
Buzzing Arise
Winter Emptiness
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
A Quiet Death
I don’t want to accept …
some talking
in the strangled debate
a quiet death
… narrowing the debate!
Like it has been done in Sweden for too many years now! I don’t accept and I do hate it!
Daily Prompt: Acceptance.
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.
