Today Carpe Diem word is heath, a word I suggested myself heath can both mean the plants and the open landscape overgrown with low shrubs, grass etc. I love walking in the Swedish mountain in summer, and above timberline you always walk across heath (which is hed is Swedish). I love the open skies and how far you can see. It’s almost like you are on the sea. Photo is my own.
shadows from the clouds
moving like grey battleships
across sea of heath
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between sky and heath
loud call from golden plover
protecting its nest
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heather bouquet
an autumn purple delight
bringer of death
The last haiku is written referring to the superstition that taking heather inside brings death to the house.
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January 23, 2013
Björn Rudbergs writings 
I’ve never heard that superstition, over here you used to see people with it tied to the front of their cars.
That sounds like a dangerous combo if you believe in superstition 🙂
The last one visually reminds me of Scotland…with a dark omen..other two nice imagery….
There are places in Sweden similar to Scotland I think.
Fantastic photography ~ wonderful haiku ~ creates a desire to walk the ‘sea of heath ~
(A Creative Harbor) ^_^
The days without rain are paradise.
Awesome Bjorn … I didn’t know about that superstition … my favorite is the second haiku that’s really wonderful. I can hear the plover. Thanks for this prompt.
Thank you, The plover up there is very characteristic, but I did missed that when we did plover as a prompt.
I brought armfuls into the house. Nobody died. Well, my brother died. And my other brother. And my other brother. And my sister. And my mother. And my father. And my cat. And my other cat. But not in the house. They died anyway. Everybody dies.
Ah that’s why superstition always win. Sooner or later you die.
And hence, carpe diem!
Love your picture too.
Thank you. 🙂
Playing the heathland against the sky resulted in two wonderful portraits of the rolling heath. The third one was a surprise, I had not heard of heather as a harbinger of death.
Thank you, but only if you bring it inside.
grey battleships. that’s very beautiful.
That was my favorite image myself I must admit.
Wow Bjorn, these are simply superb! You took me back to Exmoor and Dartmoor in Devon where I spent the first 33 years of my life. Thank you 🙂
The heath is a little moorish.
…from your image that flowed right along with your poetic words…is like a delightful gift to my soul. beautiful.
I am pleased you like it 🙂
I love the picture of serenity and peace of the heath . The pic is lovely!
Hank
I loved grey battlefield 🙂
Wonderful haiku and a great picture.
I didn’t know about about the death legend.
We had a death in the family this week,
but no Heather was involved.
Cheers!
JzB
Very nice…I’m learning a lot about heath, and heather. …. I presume the plant, not the person with the name ! I’ll watch the house a few doors away…Heather just moved in ! Thanks.
I think you can invite Heather, but be careful with Heath
You are so good at this! I felt the calm of the heath, heard the bird, and saw the heather…felt fear at the superstition, too!