Daily Haibun, August 13th – Inner calm


Yesterday’s stargazing was well worth it. Even if it meant sacrificing a bit of sleep. I saw several meteors streak across the sky.

Can’t remember the last time I sat bundled in a warm blanket doing nothing but listen to night sounds and watch the starry sky. Today I felt an inner calm reminiscent of what you get from meditation. I’ve also felt energised. Like the stargazing replenished something I didn’t even know was missing.

An August night spent

Stargazing instead of sleep

Soul well replenish

© RedCat



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

Read other Daily Haibun’s here.


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.


Midnight Sun, Nykvåg, Norway
Photo by Vidar Nordli-Mathisen on Unsplash

Also linked to earthweal open link weekend #72.


Let me run with you (2020 Re-post)


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It’s Wednesday and time to wander the archives. Decided to share this poem that are inspired both by the photo and a book that influenced me a lot. (Read more below.)

Twenty months after deciding to take my writing online – to share my souls lust – I can say it have been one of the best and most rewarding decisions of my life.

I’ve learned and evolved so much, found a sharing and caring writing community I couldn’t even imagine before.

Thank you all! ❤️



Leader of the pack
High priestess of the coven
Knowing every secret track
Supported by her dozen

Between you stand a suppliant
Heart and soul plea
Broken good girl remnant
Growth requires room to be free

Surrender myself to your wisdom
There’s nothing left but inner trust
No time left to be steered by the fearsome
Break free, return to life governed by soul’s lust

© REDCAT


Once again this photo prompt is eerie in its synchronicity. The other day I listened to a podcast that mentioned a book I haven’t thought of in years. Tried to find it, to no avail. Then this photo, that touches upon the book, my thoughts, my insights… Everything swirling around right now, due to my intense meditation schedule. So I searched for the book again. Without finding it. Tomorrow I’ll head to the attic to search some more…

The book I’m talking about is – Women Who Run with the Wolves. Read this article – which happen to contain marvelous art – to know why you should read it.

Poem inspired by the photo from Sunday Muse # 96.
Also linking to Writers’ Pantry #8: We Like Multiples of Three
and
Promote Yourself Monday, 2/24/20 and Roundup for 2/17/20.


Whose soul do you capture (2020 Re-post)


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Time to wander the archives. Tonight a poem about who or what really gets captured in a photograph.

Enjoy!



Whose soul do you capture
Hidden behind the smoke and mirrors
Of your camera lens

The soul of your subject
Should she be brave enough
To let her eyes speak truth

The soul of your fans
Mesmerized by your unique viewpoint on humanity

The soul of the artist
Shines through every composition
Every chosen shadow
Every directed focalpoint

The hidden shared collective soul of human suffering
Snapshot captured for eternity

© REDCAT

Inspired by the photo, a conversation this week about early reactions to photos and cameras, and feeling of strong kinship you can get from certain photographs.

Linked to Sunday Muse # 95 and Writers’ Pantry #7: Strolling through February Streets.

I also felt I had to include the picture from the pantry as it’s one from the beautiful Old Town here in Stockholm.
I love rambling walks trough it’s twisty streets and alleys.

Marten Bjork, Gamla Stan Stockholm, Unsplash

Heart-Soul Sounds – A Quadrille


Have you ever heard the sad sound
As betrayal a soul wounds
As a shattered heart hits the ground

Have you ever heard the sigh of release
As a soul lets go of grief
As a heart rewound in love finds peace

Heart-soul sounds

©RedCat

Written for this week’s Quadrille prompt – What’s in a word? – over at dVerse. Where Lillian prompts us to use the homographic pair of the word wound, meaning using the word twice in our 44 words Quadrille.

Read other Quadrilles by me here.


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