Tag: Poetry

Ginger and Garlic

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

Daily Prompt: Fearless Fantasies.
How would your life be different if you were incapable of feeling fear? Would your life be better or worse than it is now?

exactly the same
I don’t feel the slightest fear
live life as a track

Ps. Follow your heart and  brain – eat a lot of ginger and garlic – and you will have a great time in this life.

Blue Cat Café in Budapest

I dessa tider

by B i r g i t t a, posted in blue, Budapest, People, photography, Poetry, Skrivpuff

Skrivpuff: Läcka.

nu handlar det faktiskt
inte om en
läcka i taket

inte heller om att
läcka
ogenerat
i trosor
eller kalsonger

det handlar om
att L Ä C K A
på riktigt
alltså
läcka nyheter
sanna
osanningar

de sprids
vilt
överallt
i
dessa tider

s u c k

Ps. Jesus mamma var oskuld
Tomten finns

Sannaste ärligaste läckan – eller ej – är att ….
-folk kan faktiskt tro på hur korkat som helst!

Blue Margit Bridge, Budapest

 

 

Wishes for education for all

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

Daily Prompt: Generous Genies.
Remember those lovely genies who grant wishes? Well, you’re one and you’ve just been emancipated from your restrictive lamp. You can give your three wishes to whomever you want. Who do you give your three wishes to, and why?

one two three
wishes from me
first wish goes to
that little bright girl in a
Middle East refuge camp
teaching her friends
second wish goes to
Malala – education
for every child
in the world
third wish goes to
Richard Dawkins –
education
for grown ups

Blue Street ART - Bright Girl

Malala, Richard Dawkins,