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 |    Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation. |
   L'aura del campo 'é a lua, é a lua, na quintana dos mortos' ♣ Federico García Lorca ♣  L'aura del campo. A breeze in the meadow. So it began the last day of Spring, 2005; on the 16th day of the month of Light of the year 162. This is a supplement to my daily journal written to a friend, my muse; notes I do not share. Here I will share what the breeze has whispered to me. PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS! I L  V COMMENTS!On a practical note, in answer to your questions: IN MEMORIUM VerySara  passed away November 12, 2005 Please visit her port to read her poems and her writings. More suggested links:  These pictures rotate.   Kåre  Enga~ until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow! And I let the fish go. ~ Elizabeth Bishop, The Fish |
| Evening coffee Vermilion streaks stretch west to east as thoughts fade from blue to puce to gunmetal. My evening coffee cools as I travel to Thailand, Taiwan, taking the bridge that spans the river that flows beneath me. It races towards the setting sun as if it will flow forever. I take another sip as if I have eternity to savor it. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.80] (13.mai.2021) For
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| Minus your ink Minus your ink this page becomes a palimpsest to receive new joys and tears. Minus my scribbles there is no story, no need to stray beyond the edges of reality. Minus our future there is no need, no need. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.79] (7.mai.2021) For
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| Sky clock Someone once lived here seeking water where there was only dust, and fed themselves by the sweat of their labor and the crap shoot of luck. Then rains stopped or the children grew up and gold returned to rust; but, the windmill kept recording the seasons of what is and was once. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.78] (6.mai.2021] ekphrastic 8 lines 9/6/11/6 For
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| Delta to participate We were mere droplets brought together in clouds that shrouded mountains. We fell from grace, gaining speed in rivulets that joined to cascade in waterfalls and rapids. We became complacent as land flattened out and we meandered as if there were no tomorrow. Now we have entered the delta spread apart by time and distance searching for each other. Soon our journey will be over united again by the seashore perhaps to rejoin the clouds. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.77] (5.mai.2021) 17 line free verse. Note: 'delta' means 'participate' in Norwegian. Inspired by
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| Ulpiana beckons I'm as conflicted as Kosovo, constricted by history and heritage to consume myself, leaving nothing but crumbs among ruins. Under Serbian cornfields shards of Rome rest to be uncovered as if peace could be discovered between the bombs and besa of Albanians. I feel passion tearing me to pieces. I have always been content with crumbs. (I've always survived/lived off of crumbs) © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.69] (27.prill/Април.2021) I have a flag of Kosovo on my kitchen counter. I look at it and wish I were there. There are many places, so many places to visit that I'll never visit; yet, I have been blessed. In a blog entry 27.04.21 |
| April in Costa Rica Summer's dust is washed away. 7 Big bugs come out to play. 6 Birds now sit upon their nests. 7 We thank the rains; we're blest. 6 Roads to somewhere go nowhere, 7 the bridge no longer there. 6 Holy Week is over now. 7 No need to go to town. 6 Miss planting, you'll go hungry. 7 No time to be angry. 6 Not idyllic as it seems. 7 It's time to plant the beans 6 © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.68] (28.april.2021) In a blog entry 28.04.21. |
| Tucked away inspired by "1000 Stars" The east wind blew me away. When will the west wind blow me back? I ran to where the east wind never stops. A thousand miles isn't far enough. I left everything behind except what I tucked away. There you'll rest forever close to my heart. A thousand years isn't time enough. The stars above connect us with their eternal promises. The Moon shines kindly down on us. She knows a thousand miles is never enough. The ground waits to receive my bones. The empty sky awaits my soul. Unitl I depart let the east wind blow. Ten thousand years won't be enough. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.67] (28.april.2021) First sketched in a blog entry 28.april.21 |
| Doubts You cannot count us; we dance before your eyes as motes or midges, enter you heart as pain or longing, myriad mounds of regret unmelting, closer than your life-vein. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.66] 8 line free verse (some alliteration and rhyme) prompt: myriad. For
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| Rubaiyat for May When winter melts to spring and robins start to sing amidst pink apple boughs beware the bumble's sting. Bound to your solemn vows, protect and never drowse nor ever fall asleep awake in the here-and-now listening to soft cheeps of chicks that search to eat fat ticks and bugs that hide among young blades of wheat and let them be your guide for letting go your pride; when robins start to sing for what Mother Earth provides listen to what flowers say, "Accept what comes each May, for June may change its tune. Be grateful for this day." © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.86] 20 lines. Breaks a couple rules. A short-line (6-7 syllable) rubaiyat for
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| Under a pink umbrella in Gdansk Under a pink umbrella she waits for her eager lovers as evening lamps begin to glow and raindrops make the walkways sparkle, waiting for the clouds to part, and the gentle breeze to waft over the amber light's reflection of the city slumbering in summer. © Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.65] (4.mai.2021) 8 lines free verse For "Stormy's poetry newsletter & contest"  Prompt words: clouds raindrops umbrella summer gentle lights evening lovers Inspired by this photo taken in 2014: https://www.facebook.com/photo?fbid=744539052247388&set=a.758539850847308 |
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