Susurration of Snow – 9 December

The pitch black midwinter night
Is filled with falling white
Giving off it’s own light
Quieting every city sound
Only the susurration of flakes tumbling around
Before they land sparkling on the ground
In the landscapes muted glow
Keep faith and let the heart know
There are buds of new life hibernating under the snow
©REDCAT

Image credits:

First image: Photo by Jessica Fadel on Unsplash
Second image: Photo by RedCat
Third image: Photo by Kajetan Sumila on Unsplash
Forth image: Photo by Viva Zhang on Unsplash

Thursday 9 December, 2021 1

Seen in Tree’s – 4 December

My heart hanging in a tree
My feelings on display
For everyone to see
Silently I pray
To finally be free
To wake one day

And at last find
I’m no longer under stress
Out of this bind
Free to express
Everything in my heart and mind
No longer thinking I’m less

As worthy as any other
Free to seek happiness like all others
© RedCat

Saturday 4 December, 2021 0

City of Snow – 3 December

A city shrouded in white
Swirling crystals
Picking up every scrap of light
Over the cold dark waters a boat
Gently from pier to pier float
In front of the warmth of the fire
We satisfy every desire
© RedCat

1 December

Friday 3 December, 2021 1

6 am

It’s still and dark outside
No traffic in sight
Only the early morning birds
Sing predawn lullabies
No-one is more than half awake
Still dreaming in bed
© RedCat

Saturday 9 October, 2021 0

Come, set sail (2020 Re-post)

Come set sail
We’re going to sea
Curious adventure never fail
A need to explore and see
Come set sail
We’re going to sea
We’ll search for a fresh gale
Our souls year to be free
Come set sail
We’re going to sea
We’ll find new fairytales
New deities to plea
Come set sail
We’re going to sea
When we’re only bones pale
Our grandchildren lives over the sea
© REDCAT

*Nasjonalbiblioteket from Norway / CC BY*

Re-post comment:

As my first little getaway is fast approaching, I felt this journey themed poem
was excellent as this weeks – Wandering the Archives Wednesday post.

Enjoy!

In today’s Poetics at dVerse, we’re invited to Come sail. I spent my first years close to the five locks of Borenshult and one of Sweden’s large lakes Vättern, then grew up among the myriad of brooks, streams, rivers, tarnes and lakes in the woods of Bergslagen. Before moving to the Baltic Sea coast.

Let’s just say,
I adore water.
Fresh spring and salty sea.
However-much she sways!

:-)

My favorite getaway (do you remember those?) has long been a stay on a Dutch canal-boat or houseboat. I had planned a writing weekend this summer, but we all know what came of everyone’s plans this year.

I’ve never been on a narrowboat, but if this pandemic ever ends I would love to try.

**©RedCat**
*Picture taken at Stenslätten, Vaxholm, Sweden*

First image from pexels.com

Wednesday 25 August, 2021 0

Daily Haibun, June 30th – Happiness and Sunset

As I mentioned in my Wednesday Re-post I have have had two hours dance workshop tonight. On my way home I took a long walk through city. To stretch tiered muscles, feel the puls of the city (haven’t been much of that for what feels like ages) and enjoy the beautiful sunset.

Few things makes me as happy as dancing.

As sunset clouds glow
My mind fills with happy flow
Rehearsing dance show

Read other Haibun’s written for the monthly dVerse prompt by me here.

Read other Daily Haibun’s here.

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Daily Haibun, June 27th – Blue Sky, Pink Clouds

Just after ten at night. The sun is setting in a blue sky with wisp’s of clouds painted pink.

I’m seeking calm, inspiration and insights by looking at the sky. Listening to the birds singing. For a moment I feel the peace and joy you only find by slowing your breath. Being present in the moment.

In the pale blue sky
Moment stretches eternal
Soaring with birdsong

Read other Haibun’s written for the monthly dVerse prompt by me here.

Read other Daily Haibun’s here.

Sunday 27 June, 2021 0

Midsummer Night Full Moon

*Midnight midsummer moon rise*
*Stockholm, Sweden*
*©RedCat*

Midsummer night full moon
Do you hear the alluring tune
The caressing song of a full moon in June
Shining her golden light
In the pale summer night
Beacon to the dancing witch’s sight
Touching on bare skin
Kindling creative passion within
Letting the dream visions begin
Her visit might be short
Just long enough to lead the way to fairy court
Get a glimpse of a soul’s consort
After that the soul will know
Recognize the shared inner glow
The love who’ll allow you to grow
Under midsummer’s full moon
A witch might find her soul’s tune
The one that to natures ebb and flow attune
©RedCat

*Örebro, Sweden*
*Photo by Philip Myrtorp on Unsplash*

The night before Midsummer’s Eve the moon rose full and golden. Adding to the already otherworldly quality of Nordic midsummer night. I just had to write something before I could go to sleep.

My photo is cropped, but not edited or taken with night setting. Meaning this is how bright a cloudy overcast midnight is here this time of year.

This year I’ve written several Midsummer poems;
Æsir Solstice Sunrise, Guarded By The Unicorn and Midsummer Frenzy.
And numerous Daily Haibuns.