next week
we will meet in tango touch
dancing so close
Geisha, geiko or geigi are traditional Japanese female entertainers who act as hostesses and whose skills include performing various arts such as classical music, dance, games and conversation, mainly to entertain not only male customers but also female customers today.
Geisha, like all Japanese nouns, has no distinct singular or plural variants. The word consists of two kanji, 芸 (gei) meaning ”art” and 者 (sha) meaning ”person” or ”doer”. The most literal translation of geisha into English would be ”artist”, ”performing artist”, or ”artisan.”
A male geisha is called Taikomochi.
silent approach
geisha in modest movements
sends scent of lily
Last time in Budapest I went to an exhibition about geisha. I saw many beautiful things from Japan. Sadly I wasn’t allowed to take photos.
Today I went to the castle area on Buda Hills. So nice weather. I walked along both east and west side. On west side the sun prepared for sunset …
in purple blue sky
wanting you so much – to
walk by my side
… it was that kind of atmosphere … poetry popping up in my head … thoughts insisting on attention … in league with my fantasy …
Walking and talking. We would have a great time. I would struggle with my English. Being inspired by your way of using words in your poetic way. We would talk about life, places we have visited – wanting to visit, life philosophy, humanity in the world – the lack of humanity …
our breathing
same air under lasting sun – moment
awaiting the kiss
Then a Miniatyr Schnauzer – pepper and salt – caught my attention. So cute – szép, I said to it’s mother. She looked happy. We talked a little. The dog was a bit worried. Looking after the dad all the time, she said.
Then I spoke to some American turists because they thought – the smart crows solving a problem together in a wastebasket – were ravens. I wouldn’t let them go on thinking that so I told them it was crows. And we talked about how smart some birds can be. Even they can learn about traffic lights.
Now I feel almost like I have practiced the geisha role. Being entertaining a little … so I decided I was worth a cup of hot chocolate with whipped cream.
Off I went to Anna café, Váci utca to watch people pass.
a lonely bird
searching for the flock
topped with cream
… and you know what!
The male servant – the Taikomochi – failed. Only milk foam.
He forgot the whipped cream!
Geisha left … not too happy … 😉 …
….. went off with a smile … of course!
Carpe Diem #1163 geisha, the beauty of Japan.
Nu precis när jag läste utmaningen ”turas om” tänkte jag …
-Går det att turas om med sig själ?
-Hur går det i så fall till?
… allting går ju … bara man är tillräckligt fantasifull … vill jag tro … och leva efter …
Om jag till exempel måste städa och samtidigt har en spännande bok som vill bli läst … då kan jag turas om med mig själv …
Med mitt inre borde – städa … och mitt fria (lust) bejakande – läsa …
Fast egentligen är jag nog inte så tänd på att turas om med mig – bara med den ena delen i så fall.
Skrivpuff: Turas om.
Today I have had a ‘free’ day. Nothing at all in my schedule. I love these days too. No problem to fill them. I take it slow and easy. Today I slept … well I wont tell you how long! Then I had my brunch with black coffee, seed crackers and goat cheese. Did some ‘musts’ and many more ‘lusts’.
At last I understood it was time for a hot bath. Sadly it wasn’t as hot as I wanted. Have to speak to the machine a bit more determined. Trying very hard to understand it after new circulation pump.
Put on an old list on Spotify. Didn’t get inspired – the three first tunes were oldies now boring – but then it happened …
tricky old
tapping on my heart – release
hips in rhythm
… This old heart of mine with Rod Stewart version with Ronny Wood. Now I’m in right mood. Then Sonny & Cher perfect for the mermaid. Every inch of the body wants to have a work through. Especially in hot water. Soft light. Today with a cup of tea. And my music.
My kind of work ut.
kissing ‘n hugging
all that a body wants
you must give
Ha ha … Chuck wants to cheer me up. He knows exactly how to do it!
swinging the best
all times – c’est la vie – now
being a teen again
I’m working and swaying – feeling my best – mind and body totally free. Lost and happy. Free and flying. My thoughts are my surfing boards.
finding that special
wave in mind to jump on board
riding the other waves
What can I say more … breathe … Every Breath you Take … breathe … surf and breathe …
in the right age
just in the right time
waiting – for you
I’m ready …
I grab the plug … and let the water out … and …
no – not now
the hand shower went wild
simply the best
Now I die … totally wild too … thinking about one of my favorit dancer – Clare Turton (short dark hair) – dancing in Tinas show. She is just …. I die again … wildest ever … Live version … of course! (Clare Turton not in this version.)