South Padre Island

South Padre Island

Friday, June 24, 2016

Lithuania

Carpe Diem #983 Lithuania

Some parts of the world have soaring mountains.  Other parts are desert with the moving sand dunes.  Then there are the flat to gently rolling areas.  Rugged, hilly, marshy and the list goes on to describe the beautiful diversity of this blue earth.  Lakes, rivers, oceans add to the beauty.   From the earliest of times humans attempted to modify the shape and texture with all sorts of implements.  Stones to dynamite to giant earth movers lay hills and mountains low.  Other times, humans join countries with tunnels and bridges.  Marshes become shopping malls.  Imagination can be the best modifier.

above the lowlands
clouds form distant mountains
at sunset

© petra domina

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by the mountain spring

Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge #104 "by the mountain spring" by Goda Virginija Bendoraitienė


Walking in the quiet of the forest with hands gently touching.  The breeze rustles the leaves of the silver maple sending flashes of grey and green.  The binary code of the forest.  Words without sounds.  There, near the spring, stands a once mighty oak.  Dead now with a dried up heart.  The two continue to walk in the silence of the words.

by the mountain spring
we talk about the same things
just in other words

© Goda Virginija Bendoraitienė

the lips say kiss but the eyes
speak of revolution!

© petra domina

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Thursday, June 23, 2016

Lativa

Carpe Diem #982 Latvia

http://weddinginriga.com/surroundings/




waves lap white sand beach
salty air whistles through pines
perfect companions

© petra domina 


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Full Circle

Carpe Diem Tokubetsudesu #84 Back In Time "Carpe Diem Full Circle"


distant oasis
floating on a sandy sea
palmtrees shade camels

© petra domina

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Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Spain

Carpe Diem #981 Spain


castanet echoes
against an ancient wall
bull's hoof beats

©  Janice 'petra domina' Adcock

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Ireland

Carpe Diem #980 Ireland


The DIL swabbed her cheek and sent the package away for testing.  The results were 31% Jewish.  Some Eastern European and 3% African.  There were  more percentages of Western Europe than she had expected.  Now to quiz the aunts and her dad.  From where did this come?  Do I dare do the swab?  Would it truly be Scotch, Irish and English?  My features, hair, eyes and freckled skin so most assuredly!

a reddish fox
dancing with leprechauns
'neath the full moon

©  Janice 'petra domina' Adcock


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Monday, June 20, 2016

Hungary

Carpe Diem #979 Hungary


When I saw the challenge was Hungary I almost swooned.  Hubby and I fell in love with Hungary, especially Budapest.  The buildings were no older than other places we visited.  Nothing was more ornate.  There was just something that caught our fancy.  Well, part of it could have been Chaba, one of the crew on the river cruise.  Chaba was Hungarian with the best set of calves I had seen since my young hubby's calves.  I do like me some calves!!!  And I cherished getting to know sweet, sweet Chaba.  He hugged Hubby and me on the last day and called us Grandpa and Grandma.  Yes, it was the people we fell in love with in Hungary.

buffeted by wars
behind a curtain of iron
hearts soft as goose down

© petra domina

Budapest, 4-8-2016 © petra domina

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Greece

Carpe Diem #978 Greece

Why does my mind go to the song The Age of Aquarius when I think of Greece!  It could be the rich history.  Maybe Mt. Olympus' gods or the beautiful seas the surround Greece?  As a Jackie O fan I have to think of Onassis and yachts the size of a small town.   Olives, feta and Greek salads all rolled together into a delicious dream that smells of the sea.  It is the dawning of......

sugar cube houses
spilled across the mountain face
toward the azure seas
bleating in the green fields
goats need milking . now

© petra domina
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Monday, June 13, 2016

Bulgaria

Carpe Diem #973 Bulgaria

Bulgaria . . . One of the last two countries on the Viking Cruise.  The second half of the Grand European Sojourn, as the total cruise was named, was Passage to Eastern Europe.  All of the latter countries had been behind 'the Iron Curtain" till the late 1980's.  To say this was the experience of a lifetime is no exaggeration.   


We spent two days touring Bulgaria.  Day one, Hubby went on the morning excursion to the Belogradchik Rocks.  In the afternoon I visited a local home and learned to make the traditional banitsa bread and traditional yogurt.  There were only three of us on the home visit so it was very personal.  As we arrived  at the home, two women and a gentleman family friend had greeted us in the beautiful enclosed courtyard.  Of course there was a shot of the local brandy/white lightning, freshly baked bread and a dry herb dip.  


We were welcomed into a nicely appointed home.  The home was a new build with funds the couple made while living in the States for about 15 years.  They had migrated following the relaxation of immigration from Bulgaria.  We three tourists as it happened all Texas folks visited, cooked and drank with these warm people.  Stories were shared.  Questions asked and answered.  As we worked on making the bread, Aunt Rosa supervised all we did.  It was her grown niece's home but Rosa was in charge.   Aunt Rosa even had hand made items available for purchase.  I being a person that sews could not pass up her beautifully made apron.  

The next day we started in Russe, Burgaria.  From this point we visited Veliko Tarnovo with its hilltop castle.   We sat in the 10th century Nativity Church in Arbanasi and sampled the traditional rose products.  Shops and wares offered with all the handcrafted beauty one would expect.  Lovely fields of safflower and shepherds with flocks of sheep.  But nothing compared to the warmth enjoyed at the table supervised by Aunt Rosa.

centuries
lining the cobblestone streets
humanity's glow

©  Janice 'petra domina' Adcock


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Saturday, June 11, 2016

The Netherlands

Carpe Diem #972 The Netherlands

On March 24, 2016, the plane touched down at the Amsterdam Airport which is located on a former lake.  Transfer to the hotel went smooth ac Dutch chocolate.  For the next 4 days areas between Amsterdam and Kinderdijk were explored.  The four tours I had arranged via the web included the 'typical' tourist stops it seems.  As first time travelers to Europe we could not have found a more hospitable land to begin our journey.  Two old greenhorns that knew not a word of any language other than English.  And a little Latin.
Iconic architecture

The first afternoon the concierge guided us on the use of the tram system. We hopped the #25 and journeyed to the canal tour area.  We merged into a group of people and exited the tram.  After the tour we again used the #26 tram to return to the hotel.  We could not get to door to open and missed our stop at the Mövenpick Hotel.

Thinking we would just ride it back around and see more of the city was not the thing to do.  It was the final trip of the day for the #26 tram.  We had ridden to the end of the line with no trams scheduled.  We watched the last tram pull from the stop as I ran old people style to the departing tram.  No phones, no way to call a cab, and without a clue as to our location, what to do?  The # 26 tram driver took a deep breath, called the office and made one extra run for the day.  He called loudly to us when we reached our stop, "This is it!"  Above and beyond what was required but greatly appreciated by the two greenhorns.
#26 from our tour bus
The friendly pub

Delft City Market
The extra effort by the # 26 tram driver was just the first of many examples where the kind folks of The Netherlands were willing to help, direct or just visit.  We spent a great time in a pub visiting with the staff and other clients.

The time in the pub is one of the highlights of Amsterdam as we were able to visit with the locals.   A tour bus driver made calls and arranged for a cab to be waiting at the end of the tour to take us to the cruise ship.  We walked 10 steps to get to the cab, another 20 to board the boat.  Such kind, lovely people in a land steeped in traditions, history and, I must add, full of bicycles!

With our host's description of another part of his homeland, it would be great to take another look around this welcoming nation.  It would be easier as we know how to make those tram doors stay open now!

nestling in the hills
floating above the lowlands
the stork flies

© petra domina 


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Friday, June 10, 2016

snow

Carpe Diem 974 Cyprus


Snow on an island in the Mediterranean feels more like an oxymora than a reality.  Surely Japan has snow but isn't it further north?  Yes, part of Japan is further north.  It must be the elevation, 1,952 m (6,404 ft).  According to Wikipedia, "Cyprus has the warmest climate and warmest winters in the Mediterranean part of the European Union."  It still has winter temperatures in the mountains to maintain 4 ski lifts.  One just has to love the whole creation and climate thing.....  What fun.

snowy nights
skis fly in the morning light
bikini sunsets

© petra domina
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blossoms gone

Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge #102 "the plum blossoms gone" by Ryokan Taigu

Here is the "hokku". the first stanza of this new Tan Renga Challenge:

The plum blossoms gone,
They look older than they are,
Ancient cottage eaves.                              © Ryokan Taigu (1758-1831)
In the corner eave meets house
The swallows tend their hatchlings             © petra domina

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Wednesday, June 8, 2016

summer moonlight

Carpe Diem Renga Party #3 summer moonlight


summer moonlight

steals my sleep again
I stroll down the lane

© Dolores


summer moonlight


- - - - - response - - - - -

summer evening stroll
lite by the sliver of moon
breeding romance



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©  Janice 'petra domina' Adcock

snake in the dark

Carpe Diem Tokubetsudesu #82 Milan Rajkumar's "frog on lotus leaf "



lifeless for a season
pupa inside the ocean
spring gives life and wings

© milan rajkumar

milan rajkumar lives in imphal, manipur india and is a secondary school teacher who teaches fixed and flexible exchange rates while writing haiku. he is so humble that he doesn’t want to use “I” and capital letters
Milan also writes sometimes tanka and recently he published a beautiful tanka in response on one of the "Latifa Prayer" episodes.

frog on lotus leaf
sitting and admiring
lotus bloom

does it care the snake
which looms behind .
© milan rajkumar


- - - - - response - - - - -
Tab Hunter, closeted 1950's heartthrob, co-wrote his own autobiography, Tab Hunter Confidential: The Making of a Movie Star (2006).  In 2015 a movie was made starring Mr. Hunter recounting his life.  I sat watching this story about one of my tween heartthrobs and the life he had to live.  Milan's frog on a lotus leaf was brought to life in this story.  Mr. Hunter, while not in a youthful bloom, is still handsome.  In an 84 year old man kind of way which still appeals to a 69 year old.  So who is Tab in the haiku?  The frog, the bloom?  I know the snake is the wanton prejudice always looming in the dark....

life's love
bound by tentacles
writhes in pain
prattling mouths
judgement's shame

© petra domina


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Tuesday, June 7, 2016

weary autumn gardens

Carpe Diem #971 Luxembourg (The Green Heart of Europe)

As the CDHK continues its journey through Europe, today we are visiting Luxembourg.
Here is a haiku found by our host.  The author is a renowned poetess that from this small country.

portraits
nursing their faded past -
weary autumn gardens

© Anise Koltz*

pine scented mountains
draw the city dwellers
forest bathers

© petra domina


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Sunday, June 5, 2016

the river flows

Carpe Diem Special #209 "ripple in the lake" by Joyce Lorenson


the river flows
along the city's shoreline
caressing her lights

© petra domina



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Italy

Carpe Diem #970 Italy

Today on our tour through Europe we visit and learn of Italy.  Suddenly, as I read the inspiration post, the living room morphs to a classroom, Latin I & II.  The Coliseum, the Appian Way, the Roman Senate and all that was part of that long ago culture.  The study of the language from which all Romance languages derived.

"Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears."  To which the 'Mad Magazine' guys tried to pretend they were cutting off their ears.  It was high school hijinks.  We freshman, Latin I students, were the plebes.  There were consuls and patricians.  And the constant awareness of gender as that determined which word was to be used.  And conjugations, endless conjuctions.... amo, amas, amat, amā́mus, amā́tis, amant.

I loved it, really, really loved it.  It was the beginning of a love affair with world.  A world beyond the cotton farm and the Collin county line.


I still want to see the pines lining the Appian Way.  The fountains in Rome.  That perfect statue of David and the not so perfect rejects.  I want to drink wine in Tuscany and float the canals of Venice.  I want to visit Pompeii and Herculaneum, to stand in the shadow of Vesuvius.  Because I still have a major crush on Italy ..... and all things Europe.



democratic roots
sprouting from volcanic ash
vineyards of hope

© petra domina

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lineage

Carpe Diem Utabukuro #11 (restarting an old feature) "Wisteria Beans" by Matsuo Basho


Today's prompt is to pick a favorite haiku and explain why you chose it.  Also, one is to write a new haiku inspired by the favorite poetry.

First autumn morning
the mirror I stare into
shows my father’s face.
© Murakami Kijo

a tear trickles
recalling that last season
memories spool back

split second flicks
fast-forward

arrested in mind’s eye
a smile forms on our lips

©Tournesol’16/06/04

- - - - -  response - - - - - 

A couple of days ago mon amie in Montreal posted the above haiku and her response.  With two of three sisters that grow to look more like our Mom each time we are together, it hit home.  Another sister and I tend to look more like our Dad's sister.  One sister's granddaughter and grandson have faces, especially the shape and eyes, that look cloned.  A couple of the nephews with a head turned slightly to the side are so like my Dad.  Another nephew has Dad's walk.  My grandson has my Dad's muscular build and his hands.  There is something comforting about seeing the past in the now and into the future.

scrubbing . . .
hands paused during daily tasks
 Mom's or mine

© petra domina

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Friday, June 3, 2016

France

Carpe Diem #969 France

Most European countries remain nothing but dreams for me.  France is one of those countries.  I have been to Paris. . . Paris, Texas, that is.  A small town at the edge of the Piney woods geographical region of Northeast Texas.

By Jeanne Boleyn (talk) - I
(Jeanne Boleyn (talk) created
this work entirely by myself.
The folks of Paris, Texas, erected a replica of the real Eiffel Tower in 1993.  Later in an effort to make it be the tallest replicas (at the time) a cowboy hat was added at the top.  I promise not all Texans wear cowboy hats.  Just as not all French Parisians wear berets.  No Louvre nor Art Museum in Paris, TX.  Just a yearly arts and crafts fair sponsored by the local YMCA.

One of the few times I have visited Paris, TX, was as a sophomore in high school.  There was a yearly football match of the McKinney Lions and the Paris Wildcats.  That is the US football, not the rest of the world's futball.  The competition was just as intense.  Little is remembered about the game.  Most important was the ride there and back on a passenger train.  A passenger train full of Texas teens ready to cheer the Lions to victory.  The McKinney/Paris yearly match has long since passed into history.  Just as have the passenger trains between small towns in Texas.  While passenger trains are common in Europe, they are almost non existent in Texas.

Paris, TX, is a town of about 17,500 people.  It was founded around 1826. Paris, FR, was founded in about the 3rd century BC.  There is no Seine River flooding the Texas city.  Paris, FR, has a population of over 2.2 million with the administrative area having an estimated 12 million.  Due to the Seine's current flooding, Paris, FR, is evacuating  more people than live in Paris, TX.  There really is very little the two Paris have in common other than people and the problems people have everywhere.

Paris, France, has endured its bloody uprisings, beheadings and multiple World Wars.  Paris, Texas, has seen racial tensions, bloody at times.  This is the sad legacy for much of our nation.  Humans turned into slaves and treated as chattel and cattle.  People still believing the persons of African descent are not as fully human as persons descended from Europeans.   A sorry, sorry condition was the African slave trade.  A fact that some in this day and time are attempting to erase from our history books.

In closing on the look at the two Paris of the France and Texas there is only one thing left to say.  There is no comparison.  France's Paris wins, hands down.

daydreams unfolded
famous name purloined
in the Piney woods
little towns strung like pearls on
the rails of the train lines

© petra domina


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Thursday, June 2, 2016

Germany

Carpe Diem #968 Germany

The country girl and boy had never been off the North American continent.  Then by the grace of heaven and a generous relative the chance arose to visit Europe.  While the choices were many it was decided to do the Grand Tour as the royalty of old would do when they came of age.  While girl and boy were decades beyond coming of age, they settled on the river cruise.

young at heart
two old turtles set out
for a swim

remains of Roman wall,
Bamberg
First The Netherlands and next Germany with Austria, Hungary and the Slavic countries to follow.  All would be seen from the shores of the rivers they had both studied in geography classes so many years ago in school.  Months of preparation and planning added to the excitement of the event.  A plane ride and the two emerged into the land that seemed to be the thing of dreams.  Far away lands that were the stuff of legends, truths and eons of history.

walls of stone
crumble back to earth
a hawk watches


Germany when viewed from the Rhine, Main and Danube is a land of jagged hills.  Hills crowned with castles and fortresses.  Forests and vineyards that show deep roots into those hills.  Towns and villages prickling with church spires.  Colorful clay roofs, some with modern solar panels. Others with smoke curling from the chimneys on the cool April mornings.

fairies play
as Grimm tales unfold
in the misty vineyard

The two walk the cobbled streets in awe of the spires.  The quaintness of seeing half timbered houses and the juxtaposition of nearby roof-lines was even better with the smell of freshly baked strudels wafting from a nearby bakery.  Trying to read street signs in an unfamiliar language caused laughter and an occasional sharp glance. The experience of tasting smoked beer and fresh sausages was a surreal delight.  Learning of how the history of wars and bloody pasts are taught brings new insights.  And new appreciation of the trials people have faced.

A country at once modern and old.  Beautiful lands with spine chilling histories.  Germany was a delight and a contradiction.  A land to be savored by the two as long as memory lasts....



tree lined horizon
above the flowing river
giant silhouettes

© petra domina





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Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Belgium

Carpe Diem #967 Belgium

- - - - - our host's introduction - - - - -
This month on CDHK we will be travelling around Europe.  We will study European haiku poets.  Today we start with the EU member, Belgium.  Herman Van Rompuy, the former Prime Minister of Belgium and the first President of the European Council is a honored haiku poet.  So here are a few of his haiku:

Birds in concert,
one sings above all others.
I don't know its name

© Herman van Rompuy

In a nearby ditch
toads mating passionately
inaugurate spring.

© Herman van Rompuy

Okay a last one to conclude this episode:

The harvest is in
and the trees are already thinning.
Evening nears.

© Herman van Rompuy


behind every corner
the landscape changes and changes again
breathtaking beauty

© Chèvrefeuille
- - - - - response - - - - -

old pond overflows 
even frogs head for high ground
heavy spring rains

©  petra domina

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