Holy Night – Triolet

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Nativity scene at Bridegpoint Shopping Centre, Mosman, Australia

Nativity scene at Bridgepoint Shopping Centre, Mosman, Australia

 

Holy Night – Triolet

Tonight is the Holy Night
Christ the Saviour born unto us
Blessed is the holy sight
Tonight is the Holy Night
To save our souls he’ll always fight
His healing Love a sacred gift to us
Tonight is the Holy Night
Christ the Saviour born unto us

Merry Christmas, Peace, Love and Joy to you all!

© Copyright 2016 Irina Dimitric   Photo credit: Irina Dimitric

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Vanilla Orchid – Haiku

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Perfect chorus line
White butterflies’ joyous dance
By the window sill

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You can read more about orchids here.

© Copyright 2016 Irina Dimitric

~ https://nadiamerrillphotography.wordpress.com/2016/12/08/a-photo-a-week-challenge-white-2/

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Spare a Thought for Santa – Cinquain

Christmas at Bridgepoint Shopping Centre, Mosman, NSW, Australia.

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Yes, yes, of course he must feed his reindeer, but he must not forget himself!

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A Cinquain for Santa

Even
Santa needs to
Have a rest, grab a bite,
Down a glass of wine, stretch his legs.
Hear, hear!

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And let us remember that Christmas is about Christ’s birth and His gift of Love and Peace.

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A very Merry Christmas to all who celebrate! ❤ And Peace to everyone! ❤

Cheers 🙂 Irina

 

 

© Copyright 2016 Irina Dimitric –  Photography Irina Dimitric

 

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A Mother’s Love – Triolet

Mother Magpie feeding her fledgling

Mother Magpie feeding her fledgling

 

A Mother’s love and care

The string of life it holds

Rife in nature everywhere

A Mother’s love and care

The child’s path does patiently prepare

Gently guiding as young life unfolds

A Mother’s love and care

The string of life it holds

 

 

© Copyright 2016 Irina Dimitric

If you wish to write a Triolet, here are simple instructions:

http://www.baymoon.com/~ariadne/form/triolet.htm

The features of the Triolet are:

  • 8 lines.
  • Two rhymes.
  • 5 of the 8 lines are repeated or refrain lines.
  • First line repeats at the 4th and 7th lines.
  • Second line repeats at the 8th line.
  • Rhyme scheme (where an upper-case letter indicates the appearance of an identical line, while a lower-case letter indicates a rhyme with each line designated by the same lower-case or upper-case letter):
 

A

B

a     – Rhymes with 1st line.

A   – Identical to 1st line.

a     – Rhymes with 1st line.

b     – Rhymes with 2nd line.

A     – Identical to 1st line.

B     – Identical to 2nd line.

 

Have a great weekend! Cheers 🙂 Irina

 

 

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Without The Moon – Rondel Prime

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Without The Moon – A Rondel Prime for Mindful Poetry

I couldn’t resist writing another Rondel Prime, this time about my favourite celestial companion, the Moon…  This was 4 years ago, and I can’t find the first Rondel Prime I wrote for Susan Budig’s Mindful Poetry in 2012… Anyway, I might find it one day. But for today’s Super Moon here’s a tribute to our beautiful Moon.

 

Without the Moon

The Earth would be a lonely place
If suddenly she lost the Moon
The dark night’s happy face
Watching lovers croon

Would still lovers’ shy embrace
Turn into a dizzy swoon?
The Earth would be a lonely place
If suddenly she lost the Moon

Love perhaps would end too soon
Without Moon’s caring watchful base
A woeful end awaits the human race
Without her shiny loving boon

The Earth would be a lonely place
If suddenly she lost the Moon

©Irina Dimitric 2012

Photo credit: Irina Dimitric

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This poem appears in my book ‘Dreams on my Pillow’ https://irinadim.com/my-book-dreams-on-my-pillow/

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Enjoy the Super Moon tonight 14 November 2016! ❤ Cheers 🙂 Irina

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For Remembrance Day: Heroes

A beautiful tribute to WWI heroes by A.F. Stewart

Welcome to Avalon

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Heroes

Dream of faraway mountains wild
and warriors, whose hearts beat sound,
the sweet laugh of a grateful child.
Remember not the bloody ground
or your lifeless friends that surround.
The ghost of years, went by too fast,
embrace these memories unwound.
Lost in the echoes of the past

The face of that girl who smiled
the night before you left, war bound.
Oh, how her fair blue eyes beguiled,
within their depths you might have drowned.
Not to be, gone before you found,
swallowed by a battlefield vast
and the noise of mortar inbound.
Lost in the echoes of the past

They molded strangers and compiled
that bond of brothers, so profound.
Confront that enemy reviled
when booming battle drums resound,
to conclude with death, all around.
Lingering questions never asked
in your mind, they forever hound.
Lost in the echoes of the past

Dream of your home, that…

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Orchid – Rondel Prime

~I wrote this poem inspired by Aquileana’s wonderful post Greek Mythology: “Metamorphoses” by Ovid / “Flowers and Plants in some Greek Myths II and the White Orchid or Vanilla Orchid in my dining room.

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Orchid – Rondel Prime

You are a flower of rare beauty and perfection
The embodiment of male and female charm
Born through magic orchestration
A gift of the Gods willing to disarm

Woe, young Orchis, in a state of inebriation
Bacchantes he accosted, causing great alarm
You are a flower of rare beauty and perfection
The embodiment of male and female charm

Love and lust it was, he meant no harm
Yet death to Orchis was the condemnation
But You came, his resurrection and redemption
To grow happy in every house, on every farm

You are a flower of rare beauty and perfection
The embodiment of male and female charm

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The Myth

The word Orchid comes from the Greek word ‘orchis’ which means testicle due to the shape of the Orchid root. In Greek mythology, in one of the legends, Orchis, the son of a nymph and a satyr, came upon the festival of Bacchus, the God of Wine, in the woods, where he enjoyed a few too many glasses of wine and then attempted to rape Bacchantes, the favourite priestess of Dionysus. As punishment for this insult he was torn apart by the Bachanalians. His father pleaded for mercy for his son to be restored to life. The best the gods were prepared to do was to turn him into a beautiful flower.

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In my poem, I’m prepared to be more forgiving of the young satyr’s drunken behaviour. I do not condone the sexual harassment, as we would call it today. But it must have been hard to show restraint when others didn’t behave much better. Besides, it is not clear that rape took place.

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There are nearly 26,000 varieties of orchids, each with a special symbolism. Primarily, they are a symbol of love, perfection and beauty. The orchid represents both the male and female anatomy, which is obvious in the double root tubers and the shape of the blooms. So, how about an orchid tattoo? It represents sexuality and procreation.

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My Vanilla Orchid, a gift from a dear friend, stands for innocence, beauty and elegance, and is now in its second bloom. Did you know Vanilla flavouring comes from the dried seedpods of this orchid? I didn’t know that. And there’s more to learn on Google! Happy Orchid surfing! 🙂

Here are a few links:

Orchids are Named after a Greek God and a Male Body Part
http://hametownshoppesgardener.blogspot.com.au/2011/12/orchids-are-named-after-greek-god-and.html
Flowers in Greek Mythology http://www.valentine.gr/mythology7_en.php
Orchid Flower Symbolism
http://www.buzzle.com/articles/orchid-flower-meaning.html
All About Orchids
http://houseplants.about.com/od/growingorchidsinside/tp/AllAboutOrchids.htm

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And for those who like writing form poetry here’s a Rondel Prime example. Mine is a slight variation, but poets are allowed to do that! 🙂

http://bensonofjohn.co.uk/poetry/formssearch.php?searchbox=Rondel+Prime

Have a great week! ❤

 

© 2016 Irina Dimitric

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Listen to the Breeze

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“The first duty of love is to listen.” – Paul Tillich

 

Listen to the breeze

Rustling the leaves

 

Listen to the flowers

Flirting with the sun

 

Listen to the birds

Singing in the trees

 

Listen to my heart

Calling out to you:

 

I’d like to be a leaf

To dance with the leaves

 

I’d like to be a flower

To flirt with the sun

 

I’d like to be a bird

To sing in the tree

A song of love

For you and me

❤ ❤

 

© 2016 Irina Dimitric

 

 

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The Battle of Kolubara – My Dad, Volunteer in WWI

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Excerpt from “My Dad, Volunteer in WWI”, a memoir in the making.

The previous instalment can be seen here.

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While Bogdan worked in Niš, the Serbian Army retreated from Gučevo, the mountain ridge, to the right bank of the Kolubara River. The Battle of Kolubara lasted for a month, from 16 November 1914 when the Austro-Hungarian Army attacked to 15 December when they were beaten by the Serbian Army and forced to withdraw from Serbia.

German publicist Maximilian Harden wrote: “Serbia has risen from its grave on the field of Kosovo. From the source of the Kolubara River it will draw courage for the greatest battles of the whole century.”(Wikipedia)

Why was it possible that an army technically better equipped and more numerous had been beaten by a much smaller army and less sophisticated in military equipment? And many Serb soldiers lacked any uniform other than a standard issue greatcoat.  They wore a traditional Serbian cap known as a “šajkača”, and instead of proper boots, they wore “opanci”, the traditional peasant footwear. My dad was lucky, he had his Austro-Hungarian boots!

 

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Opanci are known as a national symbol of Serbia. I found this one in one of my books. It’s a bookmark. “Opanci” is plural,  “opanak” is singular.

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So how did they defeat the Austro-Hungarian Army?

Firstly, the Serb military strategy was superior: the Battle of Cer, the first Allies victory, is studied even today at military academies. Quite remarkable, don’t you think?

Secondly, Serb soldiers gained experience in two Balkan Wars the previous year.

And thirdly, they were defending their homeland, their families.

The Austro-Hungarian soldiers, on the other hand, although better equipped, lacked experience and enthusiasm: apart from Hungarians and Austrians, they were mostly Slavs – Czechs, Poles, Slovenes, Croats (and unfortunate Serbs, like my dad) – who were also imbued with Pan-Slavic sentiments and unwilling to fight against Serbs.

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Duke Zivojin Misic’s statue in Valjevo (Wikipedia Commons)
Zivojin Misic was a general of the Serbian first army during the Battle of Kolubara.

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The three Serbian victories resulted in the sacking of Austro-Hungarian commander Marshal Oskar Potiorek and in the Allies realising that to win this war they had to help Serbia.

The victories on the front had provided Serbia with ten months of reprieve. But at the same time many infectious diseases were imported with the Austro-Hungarian soldiers. Cholera, dysentery, diphtheria and typhus decimated the population. Typhus was the worst as it often resulted in gangrene, requiring limb amputation. The epidemic spread in December 1914 and reached a climax in February and March 1915. Thus a Russian envoy testified: “In stables on hay and in the fields the dying lie next to the corpses of the dead.” And Dr Archibald Reiss, the forensic scientist from Switzerland, deplored the tragic situations in these terms: “Graveyard diggers are digging graves from sunrise till night.” It is estimated that more than 400.000 people had fallen ill; 100.000 civilians, about 30.000 soldiers and 30.000 prisoners had died. The losses among doctors and medical staff were catastrophic, with one quarter of doctors perishing, according to John Reed, a journalist from the USA.

The much needed aid by the Allies came too late.

(To be continued)

©2016 Irina Dimitric

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Shake Me, Rock Me

 

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An instant only stood
Between offended gloom and jolly joy
The gesture offered in good faith,
A simple sorry, did unleash
An avalanche of mocking mirth

An instant only
Then into merry sparks it morphed
A waterfall of belly laughter
She could not stop
It shook her, rocked her out of gloom

A thousand church bells
In her rocking, bouncing chest
Echoed songs of happy times
In both their hearts
As they laughed and laughed and laughed

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Photo credit: Sasha Dimitric – Our Honeymoon 1958

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