A haibun bright breezy spring sun outdoor seating brings relief after museum Well, we're back at home in Jerusalem. During our last (half) day in Budapest, we visited the Retro Interactive Museum, which was amazing. This was the fourth museum we visited (the others were the Museum of Illusions, the Museum of Sweets & Selfies,… Continue reading Budapest, or: Home again
A haibun parks and streets offer respite from windswept river (as does cruise ship bar) Apartment >> Hungarian Parliament Building >> Chocolate Museum >> Margaret Bridge >> Margaret Island >> walk along the Buda shore >> Elisabeth Bridge >> evening cruise on the Danube >> video game arcade in city center >> ride on the… Continue reading Budapest, or: Unused cheap umbrellas
A haibun blown dandelions coins tossed in drizzled fountains wishes for more time Today, we walked through the streets of the Jewish Quarter in Budapest and took a tour of the Dohány Street Synagogue (the largest synagogue in Europe) and adjacent, very tastefully constructed Raoul Wallenberg Holocaust Memorial Park before visiting the much smaller Kazinczy… Continue reading Budapest, or: Down on the river
A haibun ice latte sunshine sparkles beguile from chain bridge Buda's lush hills roll Today, the weather was sunny and warm in Budapest. Lovely. After visiting the Museum of Illusions, we made our way over to the Széchenyi Chain Bridge, intending to cross the Danube to the hilly Buda side of the city, but it… Continue reading Budapest, or: Ice latte sunshine
Poetry Partners #136 'Leaf Expression', a poem by Mary Anne Abdo of 'Blue Stained Glass' Wondering through the forest. I follow blue that turns into auburn, orange and gold. Leaves falling carpeting the woodland floor below. My steps are imprinting a trail for those to follow. An eerie silence is broken by autumn winds. As… Continue reading Expressions, or: Last hurrahs
A 'Donna' limerick The heat rose from between her hills over her lush fallows. I stopped; my eye distracted by enticing omphalos. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #150 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration for writers to produce art. Image credit:Robert Lukeman @ Unsplash Murisopsis’ Poetry Scavenger Hunt This… Continue reading Between her hills, or: Over her lush fallows
A Choka Petersburg aflame through oppressive lucent nights bedeviled blinds blush under summer's endless stare morning alarms blare hour hands gesture haplessly at lit horizons hours indistinguishable internal clocks spin irreparably broken blankets cover eyes heads pound unforgivingly sleep irregular dream sequences liquefied molten white reality Choka? The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the… Continue reading Mornings, or: White nights
Two limericks Sun to Moon Oh, adorable Moon-Moon, my Sweet, come, let Sunny give you a treat. Those boys don't appreciate you! You're special! If only they knew! Use my beams! You'll knock 'em off their feet! Moon's response Buuuut, Suuuunnny! I do NOT want your help! I can handle those bullies myself! Whenever I… Continue reading Sunny, or: Moon-Moon
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