Danube

Waves Unveiled

When the sun is shining … and it is 18°C … and there is an empty bench by the river Danube … and there is a perfect breeze … no body smoking around …

… when there is … like today …

body of roses
thoughts like happy piruetts
life is smiling

… a just so perfect day! Couldn’t be better. Well it could … if you were beside me …

ask me to cruise
all night long – loving
the upward curve

… I felt just crazy … in what was popping up … piruetting in my mind … I smiled … chuckled and giggled … crazy me … and I went on …

Well it would be nice to cruise on the Danube. In a nice room … in a pleasant bed … and with a sea view … of course …

a sip of nectar
a kiss of wild strawberry
my dizzy surrender

… with you … and your desire to … remember? …

waves unveiled
when string of kisses – opens
scent of violin flower

… I remember … clearly … like … a tip of tongue … remember … the taste of nectar.

Perfect Day by the Danube.

Time went quickly and I had to get my salmon at the great market before they close. I always plan somewhere in my head so I was close to the tram. Right tram for market.

Went home to secure the salmon in refrigerator and off I went to check the film shooting outside Opera. Than finally a glass of wine in Anna café on Váci. Such a perfect day!

And I got a little sunburn – red I suppose …


 

 

Worldly Hospitality

That’s a perfect word today when US president declare NO hospitality for some people in our world. Boundaries are pushed from a human moral perspective. One thing is the politics and another the personality. The person behind. Expressions and behavior. Human behavior – peoples behavior – is there anything more interesting!?

like hydrogen
united with oxygen – traveling
in all conditions
prerequisites for humans
ought to function fully

Due to the destructive forces existing in our world – borders of course need to be controlled. A sad reality.

Theresa May and Donald Trump had a meeting. It went well as far as I know – politically. Every time DT opens his mouth …. I think …
-What kind of man is this person?

In front of the world – after their meeting …
‘He said that when he meet a new person he quickly knows if he likes the person or not. He liked TM.’ Gosh!
Talking like this at the press conference in front of the world. Politics reduced to feelings. Thinking about our three brains – three levels – for being and reacting. I haven’t – so far – heard this man even coming close the sense level. He behave more like a blunt and overgrown teenager. A president who likes alternative truth and wants media to shut up. He doesn’t give a likable presentation of himself.
What will happen …
I cannot understand the mass of people …

Blue Photo - The Danube & Erzebeth Bridge, Budapest.

 

Carpe Diem: #1138 Hospitality.


Utan filt

Han gick iväg. Huvudet var nedböjt. Stegen ryckiga och bestämda. Ungefär som en bortskämd barnunge som vänder på klacken i reaktion på ett nej. Men också som om han ville komma ut ur och bort från hela situationen. Som om den skulle försvinna när han avlägsnar sig. Jag ville ropa:

-Vänta på mig!

Men något höll mig tillbaka. Jag kunde ju inte hjälpa att det blev så här. Och varför ska han alltid fly ifrån situationer. Det irriterade mig så jag skulle kunna skrika högt. Det är väl bättre att ta tjuren vid hornen och prata igenom saken. Vi är ju ändå vuxna människor. Eller?

-Nej så sjutton heller! Jag skiter i honom. Denna gången går jag inte efter och försöker lirka. Medan jag stod kvar på samma fläck i mina funderingar så kändes det som en våt filt gled av kroppen och det kändes skönt. Jag sög på tanken jag nyss hade tänkt.

Denna gången går jag inte efter … Denna gången går jag inte efter! … Denna gången går jag inte efter!!

Så skönt det kändes! Jag skakade lätt på mig. Liksom symboliskt. Kastade ett öga på månen. Tyckte nästan att den blinkade och log tillbaka mot mig.

Sedan gick jag åt andra hållet.

Utan filt.

Sun over icy Danube, Budapest

Skrivpuff: Vänta på mig.


In the Stream – A Dedication

Sometimes I look up the words. To see what different meanings it can have. When I read about “specific” …. well …

particular, specified, fixed, set, determined, distinct, definite, single, individual, ….

determined, specific, definite, particular, fixed, given

Individual, private, unadopted, separate, specific, personal

… it could be me ….
… some of the characters just on the point … ha ha …
… some lacking too …

Then I saw what Eddaz had written .. specifics about the man with M (= the man with a uppercase M = a very special one, it’s an expression in Sweden)… to spend the life together with …

Then I turned the perspective – in my mind – and thought …

-What would and should a man appreciate about me – the man with uppercase M!?

Like the pope said when he visited Sweden last summer – he had heard about the strong Swedish women and that Swedish men – therefor – look for women abroad … ha ha … they have problem with the strong ones …

So it has to be a man who is …  really … interesting, broadminded, humble and strong, caring and loving, creative ….. like me … ha ha …

I thought I hade such a man … but after 45 years it turned out … thinking about the pope now … I was mistaken …

As I said before – I love interesting people! Creative people!

in the stream
like two flakes of ice
crossing
over each other and for a moment
melting together

A dedication to extra ordinary men – those I have met and these I will meet …

The Danube in ice - Budapest

 

Budapest in my Heart

Bewitching Evening

Walking my lonely evening walk among all these people. Feeling the festive air of the city I’m so in love with. All these beauty – and I do not mean things – I mean the feelings it gives – to me. Three poems popped up in my head.

three bottles
a day kept Christmas away
creativity orgie

Ha ha … sometimes I’m so funny to be with! I smiled to everybody in the street and a Japanese lady first answered with a smile and then looked a bit confused.

the scent
of your strong chest – protecting
beating hearts

Ah … I would like you to be here. Walking along with me. Holding my hand. Enjoying life. Chat, discuss and giggle. And most of all – just being. Feeling the scent of each other in mutual respect for – what so ever. (This popped up just now).

you know
hawks are hunting – but only
in the sky

Now I find myself close to the boarder. The ‘besinged’ Danube. This beautiful place like in a fairytale. The Danube – so fresh and swirling. Had to sit down on a bench. Breath and sigh. Such a wonderful little spot in Universe. Just mine … for now …

clouds dancing
shadows on the castle facade
thrillingly me

How can you resist …

Carpe Diem: #1108 – Promise.

I don’t usually shoot this kind of selfies – everybody else do – bewitching evening probably 😉

How can you resist!?