With lens in my hand, I capture sights new and strange, Memories to keep.
It’s finally Friday. And I just had to write this little travel Haiku. As tomorrow, The Significant Other and I take to the skies to fly to Spain for a week. Time to leave the never ending German winter behind for a week. The weather forecast is awesome. Camera ready, batteries charged. The Streets of Nuremberg will pay a visit to their counterparts in beautiful Seville. The captured memories will be shared on this pages.
A tranquil morning fish wonder who will eat them thoughts drift out to sea
Last night I went to a poetry and blues evening with Fitzgerald Kusz reading poems to the legendary blues play of Klaus Brandl. The two Nuremberg cultural greats pulled off an awesome show. After a mega intense work week in Portland this combination of poetry in frankonian dialect and blues really slowed me down and I thoroughly enjoyed it. I was never a big reader of poetry. Maybe the combination of music and words did the trick, I was really fascinated by the poems about day to day life scenes. And I loved Fitzgerald Kusz’s frankonian Haikus.
When back home I read about what makes a Haiku and the basic rules. Thanks for the know how the web provides. This morning I wrote my first Haiku. Photography and Haiku is also a combination that could go well together. I believe in cross-pollination !
Don’t be to hard on me đ ! Have a blessed and sunny Sunday!
