Tag: me

Utan samtal får man aldrig veta

by B i r g i t t a, posted in livsfilosofi, People, Poetry, Skrivpuff

Skrivpuff: Bild på sid 16 i en tidning.
Illustrerad vetenskap.

han fattade bågen
siktade
tvekade en sekund
koncentrerade sig igen
drog in luft
höll andan
släppte av pilen
den träffade
mitt i hennes
hjärta

hon drog en suck
av lättnad

Jag blev nästan själv lite förskräckt när jag såg vad jag skrev “träffade mitt i hennes hjärta“. Det ser ju hemskt ut! Fast jag tänkte ju bara på att det var kärlekens pil. Därför kom de två sista raderna till.

Men de är ju nästan hemska de med! Ville hon att han skulle ta livet av henne? Eller var det kärlekens pil som – hon kände – träffade?

Precis så här är det i verkliga livet!
Det är inte alls så som det ser ut! Det är på ett helt annat sätt!
Därför är det så viktigt med samtal!

Utan samtal får man aldrig veta.
Så är det bara!

sikta

 

My African Prince

by B i r g i t t a, posted in blue, Budapest, Daily Prompt, me, photography, Poetry, street

Daily Prompt: Third Rate Romance.
Tell us your funniest relationship disaster story.

first I thought
oh no no no!
then I thought
why not?
and I remembered
an evening and
a night
with the African prince
(studying at my University)
met him at a dance
and we enjoyed so much
dancing together
well well well
I went home with him
(so I didn’t have to take the train in the night)
but
!!!!
I didn’t sleep in his bed
I slept under his desk
….
I still remember his name
never seen him since

… but I would like to …

Table for two:

Blue Table for Two

Facing Reality

by B i r g i t t a, posted in Daily Prompt, livsfilosofi, me, People, photography, Poetry, street

Daily Prompt: Life Line.
You’re on a long flight, and a palm reader sitting next to you insists she reads your palm. You hesitate, but agree. What does she tell you?

Are you ready …
to face the reality?
Yes I am.
Well …

first ….
you will meet
some very interesting
people of the world
it’s what you
like most isn’t it
*said with a 😉 *
and
you will go on being
that strong
creative
independant
woman
you’ve always been
until the end

then ….
you will be told
by your doctor
you have cancer
incurable

finally ….
you will decide
to make that trip
to New Zealand
as you always
dreamt about
but …
while over the ocean
the flight will
blow up

-Thanks for your time, I said.
Now I will go out for my daily walk-about with my Canon
to face people and reality.

Ps. It’s not true but it could be.

BR shooting

Blue Open Door

by B i r g i t t a, posted in blue, Budapest, Daily Prompt, livsfilosofi, me, photography, Poetry

Daily Prompt: Pick Your Gadget.
Your local electronics store has just started selling time machines, anywhere doors, and invisibility helmets. You can only afford one. Which of these do you buy, and why?

finding myself
confronted
facing options
like always
in life

since I know myself
and I am not
a messy gossiper
I don’t choose
invisability

since I know myself
and I am
very curious
I just love
open doors

since I know myself
I will start
open  the doors
one after
the other

… and I will not
shut them!

Blue Open Door

So far away

by B i r g i t t a, posted in blue, Budapest, me, music, photography, Poetry, Skrivpuff, street

A Special for hook-line-and-inkwell

Swedish English
jag stod framför
dig
det kändes så
fast vi var kontinenter
ifrån
varandra
du jobbar för freden
i världen
där långt borta
jag upplever konstens
alla snillrika former
här
där jag är
långt ifrån
dig		 I was standing
in front of you
it felt so
although we were
continents away from
each other
You work for peace
in our world
so far away
I enjoy all kinds of arts
here
where i am
so far away
from
you 

*****