some art
more talkative and aesthetic
so artistic
Daily Prompt: Aesthetic.
Daily Prompt
Make a Wish – Hang it in Tree
On the City Center square – called ”Stortorget” – an igloo was placed. With pink inviting light.
The purpose was …
a piece of paper
to place some wishes – odd
dangling in trees
… let people write a wish on a paper and then hang it on a tree inside. Well what to say about this!
Make a Wish – Hang it in Tree – Then WHAT!?
If it had been something for children I could think about it as creative. Now I only find it ridiculous and nothing the community should take time for or spend money on. Better to make the transport service to work for our old ones – thinking about yesterday.
Daily Prompt: Invitation.
In the Sense
Some & Other
Thinking about different kinds of people in society …
some want
other doesn’t want at all
to be unseen
… some … ”shady” ones not friends with …
find some first
always look for the other
worth attention
… the police.
And the other … shy and quiet – kind – among us ….
Daily Prompt: Unseen.
Piece by Piece
Wish I were more capable just now. No sleep last night. Had the flow when making some things – writings and …
bridge in mist
the troubled souls walk over
mine cleared
… thinkings and drawings … how lucky I am. To have that terrific flow I mean 😉
And I like my haiku – it contains different meanings – what about last line 😉
Well I remembered today to visit the Geisha exhibition and it was very interesting. I’m glad I did. Despite the depressing grey weather and unsafe walking in snowy streets. But the Chain Bridge looks great in any weather. That’s for sure!
maybe a favorit
there are some treasures in mind
worth saving
while memories fade away
piece by piece
Some moody weather, isn’t it? The Parliament almost vanished behind the Chain Bridge.
Daily Prompt: Capable.
There is a song ”Piece by Piece” with Katie Melua – a beautiful one. She is really good! Men min favorit är ”The closest thing to Crazy”.
Fragile Flatter
Thinking about … our world … happenings over there … conditions for children in our world … the limited life for many women … in the world of ours …
that little glade
in the power of hurricane winds
fragile flutter
… it’s easy to fail in hope and not believe that there is a ….
…. S O M E D A Y!
Daily Prompt: Someday.
They didn’t – I’ll do.
Advice for today when attending an evening with Romeo and Juliet …
choice for now
rambling the exciting road
cling to life
… they didn’t … is the sad story.
I’ll do … is another story.
Daily Prompt: Cling.
Rough Along
Soon!
No poem popped up today. Nor when I took my bath neither during my long walk. I miss that because it’s so funny when they are popping. I also missed the film shooting outside the Opera today. I was too late. Had spent too much time indoors. The cold bite my cheeks. I don’t like! Not anymore! I have done that stuff enough. The cold things like figure skating and skiing. Now I only want warm weather and blue sky. Longing so much after early spring in Budapest. All my journeys are booked. Going back this week and coming back in February. Back there and back here. Home there and ‘home’ here.
hit by memory
and the magnolia blossom was stuck
to my chest
A poem did pop up! I almost forgot. Walking along the Danube today I thought about spring and the lovely flowering Magnolia trees outside Vigadó. I use to take photos of them.
Now quickly rushing into my files … to prove that I don’t lie …
The first here from 2015 -03- 26.
This one from 2016-04-03 … and the same tree.
… I am an honest one … for sure!
Ah … that blue shiny sky … and spring … less clothes … soon!
“Everything in nature invites us constantly to be what we are.”
Gretel Ehrlich.
With Crimped Edge
The radio is on during my night. Now and then I wake up and listen. Then I go back to sleep. This night – welcoming a Sunday – I woke up to sacred hymns. I don’t like ”the sacred” but sometimes I like ”the hymns”. Hymns often give me nice childhood memories. My dear Aunt was a wonderful singer and a strong believer. I’m not!
I listened to the beautiful song ”Strålande stjärna” (also called Gläns över sjö och strand, Bethlehem star) In the program I see they played the song in 3 different versions.
I woke up to the last …
strålande stjärna
som en bankad mässingsskiva
med krusad kant
… probably it was disturbing me. And that poem popped up in my head.
glorious star
as a beaten slab of brass
with crimped edge
Couldn’t go to sleep for a long time after …
Traditional … and … the other (on Spotify).
And now I wonder …
… if some part of my brain is allert and awake … when I’m asleep?
Ps. Listening again when I’m awake_awake I find it not so bad but isn’t it too languishing slow!?
A kind of infinite music and questioning … like dancing around ”the point is”…
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