love letters
writing poetry in every footstep
in the star shine
Carpe Diem: 2nd guest Kala With all the stars.
Carpe Diem
Handwriting
handwriting
flowed with feather tense
a heart sobbed
Carpe Diem: Feather Pen.
Willow Weep
willow weep
falling into deep sorrow
leaf swept away
Carpe Diem: Autumn Willow.
Golden Glory
a life
written with fountain pen
golden glory
Ps. I love beautiful fountain pens – one of my weaknesses – I even choose one when I was celebrated for long duty as a teacher.
Carpe Diem: Fountain Pen.
Return invites
the flight away
doves for peace and freedom
the return invites
Carpe Diem: 3rd guest – Doves.
You and me
embracing
your shell of hearts
you and me
Carpe Diem: Abalone shells and lovers.
Circle of thoughts
1. rain 2. young leaves 3. buds 4. mountain 5. silence 6. monk 7. river 8. summer breeze 9. she 10. snow 11. sparrow (s) 12. blue sky.
misty rain
turn young leaves bright
bud ticklesfaded mountains
hiding behind silence
bowing monks passrunning river
for catching up summer
a warm breezeshe squeezed
seeing the snow sparrow
velvet blue sky
Carpe Diem: Full Circle #2.
Erection of Art
creativity
delicate hands are shaping
erection of art
Carpe Diem: Clay.
Best friends forever
best friends ever
walking about with your camera
moments recorded
Carpe Diem: Camera.
Holy wings
ancient wings
bringing the roots back
for safe hearts
Carpe Diem: The Holy Bible.
More holy to me is my family and my roots. I have done a lot of genealogy. I can go back to early 16oo. It is so interesting.
My father’s mother‘s father’s father – Peter Spjuf – bought this Bible 1849. He was a soldier and married Elin 1833 … and her farm since in my part of Sweden the daughters also inherited equal as sons (different from the rest of Sweden at that time).
B_ live 