Posts Tagged: Beautiful
Carpe Diem Haiku ~ Yesterday
Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be…but today’s prompt is Yesterday, so I will give it a go. Some of the haiku below are taken from real concrete situations of mine, so have meanings that though transferable, have been personal
Carpe Diem Haiku ~ Yesterday
Nostalgia isn’t what it used to be…but today’s prompt is Yesterday, so I will give it a go. Some of the haiku below are taken from real concrete situations of mine, so have meanings that though transferable, have been personal
Carpe Diem Haiku ~ Honeysuckle
Carpe Diem haiku ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ one wild honeysuckle worth rows of orderly tulips if by scent alone
Carpe Diem Haiku ~ Honeysuckle
Carpe Diem haiku ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ one wild honeysuckle worth rows of orderly tulips if by scent alone
Picture It & Write ~ Woodland Farewell
“yes child?” “Well, its that I am no longer a child.” “My dear, every faery has the heart of a child, you know that.” Yes,but look, my back, its bare, my wings of youth have faded and gone, there are
Picture It & Write ~ Woodland Farewell
“yes child?” “Well, its that I am no longer a child.” “My dear, every faery has the heart of a child, you know that.” Yes,but look, my back, its bare, my wings of youth have faded and gone, there are
Carpe Diem Daily Haiku: Early Plum Blossoms
new kind of blizzard when snow has melted and gone -early plum blossoms ……………………………………………………………………………………… Carpe Diem here
Carpe Diem Daily Haiku: Early Plum Blossoms
new kind of blizzard when snow has melted and gone -early plum blossoms ……………………………………………………………………………………… Carpe Diem here
Carpe Diem Daily Haiku: Fireplace
nude by the fireplace she glows in my memories of when she made flames dance ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Join Carpe Diem Daily Haiku
Carpe Diem Daily Haiku: Fireplace
nude by the fireplace she glows in my memories of when she made flames dance ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Join Carpe Diem Daily Haiku
Oh Iran, Iran
Iran reminds us of what religion did when it was in charge. Throughout the Middle Ages, up to the Inquisition, religion took up the role of persecutor, and history is littered by ”appointed’ and executed heretics, and execution for blasphemy
Oh Iran, Iran
Iran reminds us of what religion did when it was in charge. Throughout the Middle Ages, up to the Inquisition, religion took up the role of persecutor, and history is littered by ”appointed’ and executed heretics, and execution for blasphemy
A Droplet Of Rain, Chocolate & 1 Jade Ring
I used to love the rain. The very best time to enjoy a city is when it is raining and the side walks are gleaming, and there are coffee houses to dart into and watch raindrops roll down windows. All other kinds
A Droplet Of Rain, Chocolate & 1 Jade Ring
I used to love the rain. The very best time to enjoy a city is when it is raining and the side walks are gleaming, and there are coffee houses to dart into and watch raindrops roll down windows. All other kinds
She’s A Blogger
Meadows of flowers Mean something to me Ever since I saw her There is a need to set her free I wrote about her festival Which seemed to feature only nude men So imagine my surprise When I realised What
She’s A Blogger
Meadows of flowers Mean something to me Ever since I saw her There is a need to set her free I wrote about her festival Which seemed to feature only nude men So imagine my surprise When I realised What
What We Can Learn From The Kazakhs
If I remember right, when I was working in Kazakhstan, I measured the country to be as wide as Ukraine to Portugal. Hearts pretty much as wide too. For Kazakhs, hospitality is a tradition learnt from deep within. A guest
What We Can Learn From The Kazakhs
If I remember right, when I was working in Kazakhstan, I measured the country to be as wide as Ukraine to Portugal. Hearts pretty much as wide too. For Kazakhs, hospitality is a tradition learnt from deep within. A guest
Where Is She Now?
Where is she now? The girl whose picture I found? Posing just after the last snow Fresh, in her Yakutian meadow ~*~ What were her dreams, back then? Among the flowers that only bloom in Spring? When she posed so
Where Is She Now?
Where is she now? The girl whose picture I found? Posing just after the last snow Fresh, in her Yakutian meadow ~*~ What were her dreams, back then? Among the flowers that only bloom in Spring? When she posed so
Weekly Photo Challenge: Renewal
Shirt renewed for my day of work – washed, pressed and hung ready in the morning sunlight. The picture is quite an old one, and scanned for use here – taken in Baku, Azerbaijan. Click here for more challengers!
Weekly Photo Challenge: Renewal
Shirt renewed for my day of work – washed, pressed and hung ready in the morning sunlight. The picture is quite an old one, and scanned for use here – taken in Baku, Azerbaijan. Click here for more challengers!
Weekly Travel Theme: On Display
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Weekly Travel Theme: On Display
Much more info here – read all about travel themes: Were’s My Backpack – Travel Theme: On Display Related articles Weekly travel theme: On display (seamlessstyle.wordpress.com) Travel Theme: On Display (patriciaddrury.com) Travel Theme: Display (learning2hear.com) Travel Theme: On Display (hereandthere5.wordpress.com) Weekly
Two Train Rides
She got on the train somewhere along Lac Leman, between Geneva, and Montreux, at the other end. I think it was near Vevey, because half asleep, I glanced up to see the vineyards pouring down the hill towards the train tracks.
Two Train Rides
She got on the train somewhere along Lac Leman, between Geneva, and Montreux, at the other end. I think it was near Vevey, because half asleep, I glanced up to see the vineyards pouring down the hill towards the train tracks.
Beauty
Beauty is an airplane in the rain eyes that bewitch A flower that makes you smile A memory The curves in the sand dunes That remind me of you when you bathe And your coffee on my lips, when you
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