Carpe Diem #614: Paradise. This was 1982 … Arriving in night darkest ever but moonlight paradise my thought. Abu Dhabi sky everlasting sand dunes stars guiding camels. Exotic mid East spellbinding mesmerizing lost in paradise.
Skrivpuff: En angenäm busstur. Carpe Diem Haiku: Special #119, Tomas Tranströmer’s 5th “a wild boar plays the organ”. Loaded with heavy shopping bags. Heading for the bus. Sign shows 4 minutes to wait. Wating and waiting. A couple hugs and kisses. A fat man watching. An Indian man talking in the phone. Teenagers chatting in… Read More Lost in real life
Carpe Diem: Where does Rengetsu’s “cold within the sound” lead you? The ice blanket hugs my body turns inside out heart beats so slowly. Am I dead or what? Did my heart stop beating now? I dream for answers. ….. I am still dreaming for answers ….
Carpe Diem #611 – Sylph. My Sylph is light blue with me where ever I go sits on my shoulder. Now I have four Sylphs following me all around sitting on my arm. So – I never walk alone …
Carpe Diem #610, Transformation. I live in layers each one a different me innermost my soul.
Carpe Diem “Sparkling Stars” #13. “to the dolls” by Ransetsu Motherless and fatherless Living lonely soul seasons Reaching out for love ♥ Reaching out for love Living lonely soul seasons Motherless and fatherless
Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge #60, Yozakura “bright autumn moon bare branches moving like arms – the first snow” © Yozakura My fellow wolves are howling sky is filled with diamonds ©BR ♥ Now I think I know how to do “Tan Renga”.
Daily Prompt: Sparkling or still. What’s your idea of a perfect day off: one during which you can quietly relax, doing nothing, or one with one fun activity lined up after the other? Tell us how you’d spend your time. Carpe Diem #609. Skrivpuff: Fundera. My 1st try to write a Haibun. Vaknar efter skön… Read More Väl-ostad dag
Carpe Diem #608, dusk Days fading for night dark and freezing cold endings dusk grasps autumn life. ♥ © Birgitta Rudenius
Carpe Diem Special #117, Tomas Tranströmer’s 3rd “a mother of stone”. The boy drinks his milk and sleeps cozy in his cell, a mother of stone © Tomas Tranströmer Jailed into myself Unbreakable fence captures Mother of sadness. War is not over Bring some well-meaning actions Giving love a chance. Longing and wishing Summer meadow is flowering Waiting… Read More Carpe Diem’s HAIKU
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