See the sky?
The black and purple sky?
The sky with orange clouds?
Don’t reach for the sky
if you want to die.
See the sea?
There’s no sky.
Only the sea.
No, Jesse, no.
Only the sea for you.
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The weekly theme for
is sky
Poems and fiction in English by a writer from Finland. International pictures also included. Some facts, too. Occasionally.
I’m back, at least for a few days.
Maybe.
The weekend in Tampere was colourful, sunny and lively. Look at yourself!
Summer is to be on the move, and while I have been home, I’ve been rewriting some of my old short stories, that have been published in Finnish women’s magazines in the 90’s. My intention is to self publish a collection of these short stories. Why? Because it’s fun. Not to rewrite old stories, that can be a bore, but to publish.
In my Finnish main blog I’ve told about this project, and I asked the readers to come up with a name for the collection, and I’ve got plenty of good titles. I have also been making some cover designs for the collection and I shall set up a vote for the cover I shall use in my collection.
Blogging is interactive indeed.
In my sorrow
I dress up in purple,
put a green ribbon in my hair,
wear a pink coloured smile on my lips.
shine on me,
the red warmth cuddles me,
listen to the golden rays sing me a lullaby.
northern lights of my heart.
Strength will I gain.
Together we will beat the sorrow.