in the walk
along – just imagine you beside
step by step
Inspired by Recollection by Lize Bard.
Street Photo
Passport to Spring
Just a wonderful day today … in Lund … Sweden … All the students were out in the city … enjoying the sun … some with a bottle of wine …
all the chatting
like ripple on the sea surface
when eyes are shut
… in the centre square … like a passport into the spring …
…. where I too …. enjoyed the sun.
Daily Prompt: Passport.
Någons Snedsteg
Good Feel
When I read a blog post, an article, or what so ever … I often react to something … and my brain goes spinning … with questions … or statements … or just testing different thoughts … when reading Hoods poem … one line … struck me …
so wrong
to believe desert contains
no life
… ”Or in the wide desert where no life is found” … there are so much life in the desert!
The desert is so beautiful … hard to live in … of course … in one moment so dry and looking so unfriendly … to in next moment flower in all kinds of life … so amazing …
Then I have been thinking a lot about ”the spirit of our the self consciousness” … and I found Kristjaan’s tanka so wonderful … (actually I liked it more than Hood’s) …
old barn
in the middle of the field
so desolate
a playground for the wind
deep silence of no where (c) Chèvrefeuille
… I think … yes we are like islands … in the middle of nowhere … sometimes … we have to learn and act so we can trust ourselves … gain the self consciousness … and at the same time be aware of … that everything can be wiped out next second … we are in need for that essential … ability of … humbleness … then we earn … the silence …
a solid grain
left billions of billions
to travel
the journey of life cirkels
to meet other billions of …
… life and what it brings … wow … if you let it … the world when being young … and the world now … wow … your ‘you’ then … and your ‘you’ now … such a journey … and still are … wanting to learn more … and more … deeper and wider … from maths to philosophy … from corals in the sea to the outer universe … noticing the patterns … patterns of structure … patterns of behavior … patterns of mind …
holy three
everything’s being the spirit
life of the spiral
… my thinking … so often in my holy three … levels … body – heart – brain … and now I think of a quote by a bright lady … it’s sharp indeed …
”Great minds discuss ideas, average minds discuss events, small minds discuss people.”
Eleanor Roosevelt
… I’m coming closer … the end … I’ve found my place for peace and silence … but I will not … yet … be quiet …
… though I am the kind … Susan Cain named …. ”QUIET” …
… and I like it so much … always have … though sometimes challenging … I like that too …
-What now! … have I written? I think … well … it turns out as i turns out … and I’ll handle it along the way … gaining some more self consciousness along the way … too …
Carpe Diem Namasté The Spiritual Way
#5 self consciousness.
Street Art
Waterfall of Questions
I sat on the bench …. like so many other enjoying the sun … leaning my back on the Cathedral wall. Sometimes closing my eye to feel the sun in my face … even stronger … sometimes I watched people passing by … crossing the square … and I saw you …
a middle age couple
though looking older – facing
different ways
… you … the woman … covered up in clothes and veil … looking forward … eyes in walk direction … not at us … and … your man … beside … looking att us … all the way while walking … watching us … sitting on the bench … in clothes we have chosen ourselves … and with our hair free for the sun and the wind … some with boyfriends … some with girlfriends … and me just alone …
my thoughts
about your thoughts – two
patterns of life requirements
… requirement by yourself, by somebody else or by something else … like culture, religion, or what so ever …
– What were you – veiled woman – thinking? I wondered.
– What did you think about your man looking at … and so interested in us?
Maybe you thought about us as ‘hores’ … I know some do … both men and women … no that is not what I am curious about … giving other people etikettes … that’s low …
I am curious about what you really was thinking … about … our different terms of life styles … the free and the one with many requirements … and having a man obviously interested in other women …
why stand up
for a man interested in other – women
in unveiled eyes
… probably your are … not free … to talk about … what you fell and think …
Life conditions are so different!
I would never stand with a man … thinking he could tell me … how to live my life!
Never!
Daily Prompt: Pattern.
Hot Passion
Some fun ends … and some fun goes on … and most I love … is … the tango… with you … soon to take place again. I love it! Passion and close bodies!
In control!
determined legs
yours – and mine capturing
your insistent moves
You will also give classes this week. So many dancers will be there. Me too – though shooting. Oh how I have looked forward to this. Only once before I have been to the dance studio to shoot photos. Now I will again. Soon!
I like to say to everybody – go and take classes in tango!
like a flower
bursting out promising – spring
for hot passion
And then comes the summer … best of all … best of everything … now ahead … soon …
Tango Touch
next week
we will meet in tango touch
dancing so close
Writing the Thinking
I just loved this episode Chèvrefeuille! And I also find Basho the master of masters when it comes to haiku. Oh what a wonderful place he came from. Would love to visit Mie Prefecture.
rocky beauty
in surrounding waves – connection
eternity to see/a
I could also write …
beauty rocks
the power of creation – nature
for hearts
Lack of nature …
That’s a real problem in our world! …. I think … young people more interesting in their smartphones … tapping tangents … playing video games … often about battles … but also building societies … in that technic world … totally lost from the real … such a loss …
What will happen with the field of relations … ability to make close human relationships … ”I wonder … wonder I do” ….
However I am sure the young people will get skills in special fields and that their brains find corners waiting to be developed … which are more or less sleeping in our brains …
I am just as sure about how happy I am for my connection to nature. Half of me grown up in a city – with my parents – the other half growing up in nature in the deepest forest – with my aunt and uncle. My uncle was my master …. life and living, creativity, imagination, intelligence, smart solutions, philosophy, attention about what’s got real value, … I am so thankful!
walking life’s track
covered with spruce and pine – needles
in pace with ants
And from other point …
living life
in that square box – only
games flashing minds
I am amazed about how short periods – here and there – during a lifetime can characterize and form ones personality. I know very well what has influenced me during life.
What has influenced Basho – delivered from him to us … to enjoy and find so inspiring … that’s … his … ”eternal life” … one influence to another … isn’t it beautiful …
(… but I know it also has a dark side … that influences … making life so hard for some … not to forget … )
I love thinking and writing … or … for me … I think … writing the thinking … with a big smile …
Carpe Diem #1162 Ueno Iga Province,
birthplace of Basho.
People Passing
I turn my back
on Buddha and face
the cool moon
Interesting history about Shiki, I think, when reading. I get curious and search more haiku by him. I must say I find them a bit difficult to like and he will probably not be a favorite of mine. But the haiku I choose above – I think goes well with his history – being radical and not allowed to give public speech. I think he felt a cool and hostile society then.
saw the country
and returned—now deep at night
I lie in bed and
fields of mustard flowers
bloom before my eyes
I myself had a wonderful day today – meeting friendly people and feeling spring – also love – in the air. I walked along the Danube passed a young couple …
she giggled
swaying her head ‘n hair backwards – and
he kissed her
… I smiled and felt happy for them – went on my walk. After passing two bridges I sat down. Studied the Japanese – or Chinese – turists modeling with Chain Bridge and Buda castle in background. A young handsome man did beautiful moves – Qigong – while his girlfriend filmed him with iPhone. I enjoyed and felt such nice harmony.
I laid back and closed my eyes … poetry popped up …
I’m sitting
by the river Danube
feeling the wind
dancing in my face
and playing with my hair
*
whirls of water
coming from down under
to hit the water surface
just to play with
the sun rays
*
people passing by
know nothing, nothing at all – about
wind and water playing
… this very minute … a moment I liked so much. I got a crazy idea. Why not film and record! So I did. But when listening I thought … how sad and sleepy I sound … that’s not me. Think it was because I didn’t want anyone to hear what I was doing.
Would you like to listen to it? Perhaps I can get enough guts to publish 😉
If you want – I will publish here … it’s on the way to Youtube just now …. ready … scroll down … 😉
So here it is … (I think I have to ask my granddaughter about advice for recording) …
Carpe Diem #1161 Matsuyama
City birth-place of Shiki.
B_ live 