only one
p a s s i o n – desire
every way
Daily Prompt: Desire.
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The Hunter Philosophy
Sometimes … when I read poetry … out there … well here too … I think … POETRY SHOULD HAVE A PLACE IN EVERY SCHOOL … I have always advocated for philosophy as a base subject.
The more technic take place – in our life – the more philosophy we need … is my mantra.
I still believe that!
Poetry … inspire for interpretations … challenge the readers in many ways … explore feelings … other persons feelings … helps to change perspective … may strengthen ability for empathy … most needed in the harsh sometimes very hostile social world … not to forget in social medias …
How romantic and safe wasn’t my life as young … now it seems to be the opposite for young people. Even when it comes to equality between girls and boys. It’s worse now and this is so sad.
Is it about hunting or beeing hunted. As young I loved beeing hunted by boys. It was so innocent and so beautiful. Exploring each other in a way. Life schooling for relations and love.
At the same time I knew more about boys than girls because for me it was much more interesting being with boys than girls. Climbing trees, playing football, sneaking in to other gardens picking fruits … and I was very good at slingshots … playing with dolls wasn’t my kind at all, not girls ‘backtalking’ either. I like the straight … and I found boys much more straight. Always have.
I am still amazed that my parents let me be my personality. My dad bought me football boots with studs. He went to every basket game I played in. My mother sewed jeans and caps for me mostly. Sometimes also dresses – me and my sisters – looking so nice in same cloth. My mother even sew dresses to the princesses of Sweden before her marriage.
Dresses I have saved with much love. Dresses my granddaughters also have used.
Min mamma sydde denna klänning till mig för många många många år sedan. Passar även barnbarnet.
I’m … writing my thinking … that’s why it takes some odd ways … and I like that. That’s being alive … lively …thinking … about the tiny and great … close and far away …
Back to where I started thinking today ….Inspired by … The Hunter tanka … I respond …
I’m also out hunting
dressed in philosophy
and questions
my belt has many pockets
one secret – only for you
My Heart
Imagine
imagine that
inner core erupting – surrounding
that surrounded – everything
Inspired by Navigation by Lize Bard.
Cats 1st March
I’m smiling – thinking of GP to choose ‘cat’ as prompt when March starts. The yelling soon to start too.
Cats are not very common in Budapest – not seen very much. But I have a cat café close. Very nice! Sometimes I need to pat a cat or dog. Miss so much to not have my own nowadays. It’s just impossible the way I live.
cats amusing
dancing around corners
nine lives
I’m sitting and thinking about cats … and at the same time …watching a ballet at classica.de on TV. Beautiful bodies, agile and supple as cats.
How beautiful the natural is!
Also when old I think. How sad when people change their bodies. Really sad.
Once I wanted to change my nose. Thought it was so big. That was as teenager. When a boy liked me – and I didn’t like him – I turned my profile towards him because I thought with such a nose he cannot like me anymore.
With my first salary I planned to have a surgery. Luckily that didn’t happen. I grew into my nose and now I like it.
Talking about cats …I’m very specific about the nose … It must be orange framed dark 😉
Me and my Jeppe.
Skrivpuff: Katt.
Rose Spoke Poetry
roses of dreams
not only for buzzing bees
for me too
… popped up in my head on the way between Carpe Diem and B_ live. Now I see how wonderful that sounds. ”Seize the day & Be live”. Well, I was both live and alive in my lively head. No emptiness there.
But however I would very much like to praise emptiness. I find it a strong ‘existence’ – life philosophically. Also like ‘a must’ to reflect about.
I have some favorite words. One is ‘beyond’ and the others sound better in Swedish than in English – sorry for that. I even founded up a new – I think – English word to suit what I wanted to express. Favorit nr one is ‘annorlunda’ and in English it would be different or otherwise but they are absolutely to simple!!!! ‘Differwisely’ would be much better. I love ‘differwisely’ people! Have always done. They are fascinating and exciting. They have great and exciting minds. I get so curious. Watching from a distance or I involve. Depends on …
Why did I end up in my pearly words? …. searching for the thread … ah emptiness … I think ‘differwisely’ people sometimes/often feel emptiness … about the outside world … from the lack of understanding surrounding them. Never inside their minds. Some of them doesn’t bother at all. Some are just lost in our world.
people as poetry
when lines telling the story
about roses and thorns
When living in the Emirates I got to know a lot of people. Some Persian. One was a tennis player and he liked my way of swimming and wanted me to teach him to swim and he offered to teach me tennis. Another one was a film maker. He wanted me to see his film … I was so innocent and a naiv Swedish young woman at that time. I’m glad I got me out from that situation. I’m not stupid thanks … who should I thank when I have no god? My parents and my upbringings of course!
like a film
some in vivid colors – some black
with no roses
At that time I hadn’t discovered poetry.
Ha ha … now I remembered the surfer in Abu Dhabi … that was really a funny story … my son had to call for me … I disappeared out in the Arabian Sea … which Persians of course call Persian sea.
gems of sand
singing poetry – in sea
a rose listens
Don’t buy me red roses!
If roses – just
Rose roses.
My son out teaching his dad how to surf.
My daughters in Persian Sea.
Carpe Diem: #1165 Roses.
Wonder I do
Each Other
He was Outstanding
Will there ever be another conductor like him! No, of course not! He was just outstanding! He was one of the reason I started to enjoy classic music. How fascinated I became. Keeping the whole orchestra so strong in ones hands. Fantastic I thought and still think.
In Herbert von Karajan I also found that special sensitivity. I always look for that when it comes to artists of all kinds. Musicians as well as dancers.
Tonight at the premier of ”In our Past – We have the Present” and I met him. My – now – favorite choreographer. Actually he is the director. He was happy I came, he said, after the performance. Most happy I was – of course. How hard he had worked, I noticed. But now ”paid off” with ovations and applauds. He really has a wonderful dance group for his national dance theatre. I got three new favorites tonight. I had Alexandra (left) first and has still of course. She is also outstanding!
My two favorite female dancers.
One more female dancer now and two male dancers. They have classic schooling – which I want for contemporary dancers. Otherwise it tends to be more gymnastic than dance. So many practicing classic dance and when they grow up they have ‘wrong’ body measures for classic dancers. Life is hard for them. Luckily they can have a career as contemporary dancers.
PERFORMANCE ARTS – I LOVE ❤
I Garderoben
-Oj! tänker jag när jag ser ‘olycka’ förknippat med ‘mormor’. Det vill jag verkligen inte skriva om. Då händer det säkert …
-Ja, så kan jag tänka. Det där med föraningar är inget kul. Detta vore liknande. Föraningar som slår in … föraningar man oftast inte vill ha.
Förresten har jag ju redan råkat ut för en olycka och nu är jag rädd och mycket försiktig i trappor. Tycker det är otäckt faktiskt – att gå i trappor numera. Inget kul alls. Det heller.
Om jag skulle komma ut ur garderoben … vad skulle det då gälla … det undrar jag också … vore spännande att veta … får stanna i den tills jag vet …
Kijarat = Exit
Jag är fortfarande inne i … 😉
Skrivpuff: Mormor, garderob, olycka – skriv om minst två.
B_ live 