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𝟰 An Art Journey in the City of Love – Mona Lisa’s Day
La Joconde was still waiting for me to visit her. Me and thousands of other people too. Sadly, I couldn’t visit her until later in the day. I was like a child on Christmas Eve, waiting for Santa Claus. My… Continue reading
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𝟯 An Art Journey in the City of Love – Impressions Day
Fifty years plus one day – An early morning filled with excitement, all the way to the top. The day after and the day to see them. All artworks I’ve watched in books and read about, but not seen in… Continue reading
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Timeless
Time lies in the shadowsEternity shines like the sunNothing exists in the lightwhen I grope in the dark © Björn Blomqvist 2024-02-03 Continue reading
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𝟮 An Art Journey in the City of Love – Birthday!
The 5th of August 2023. A new day in the city of love. A new morning and new discoveries to be made. With pre-booked tickets and a reserved table at a restaurant, we were ready for today’s explorations. It was… Continue reading
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𝟭 An Art Journey in the City of Love – Writers’ Day
The 4th of August – on a plane. It was a red and white Boeing 737-800 from Norwegian. My excitement rose as high as the plane took off. I spent two expectant hours in the air between Stockholm and Paris.… Continue reading
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From Flower to Canvas – A Colorful Journey of Poetry
Heading down to the ground in a city full of art Look what I found when I followed the heart Boats, side by side, day and night Perhaps, nothing to hide until it’s light The Amstel’s town, a nobel royal… Continue reading
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The Path to…
Cold as the night’s breezewhen the heart has a choiceTwo ways through the treescuts the emotional voice Snowy, white and clearand a path, so smart……at lastA walk out of the fearby the echo of the heart ©️ Björn Blomqvist 2023-03-28 Continue reading
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Hålla tillbaka
Skalet på fruktenär vad du ser ochdoften du andas Färgen på skaletär vad du ser ochintrycket du får Saften av mognadär vad du tror ochfrestelsen jag ger Kraften i smakenär vad du vet ochtuggan jag tar ©️Björn Blomqvist 2023-03-22 Continue reading
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Sömnlös
Jag skulle skriva dikt idagoch skriva på min bok,men vaknade mitt i nattensom ett socialt vrak påbotten av en uttorkad sjö Jag skulle fånga dagenoch njuta av stunden, men vaknade mitt i natten som ett vissnande löv i det djupaste… Continue reading
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Rumour’s Game
A vacuum, equally hollow like the rumours I hear Be calm but don’t follow like the greatest fear On my knees, I’m standing until the truth is revealed Soon, it comes to a landing until my lips are sealed ©… Continue reading
Some Kind of Word Artist 