Amerıka Yolcusu// A letter by Amerıco Vespuccı// Hıs fırst voyage

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Sos2qigYD4

Onüç haziran ikibin onsekiz..

Sabah saatleri. Sıfır altı. sıfır altı. 

Biraz önce, üniversiteden ev arkadaşımı, 

Amerika'ya yolcu ettim. 

Kızını ziyarete gidiyor Mıamı'ye bir haftalığına.

Biraz sonra ben de kızıma kahvaltı hazırlamak için uyanacaktım. 

Kafamdan geçen yoğun düşüncelerden sonra kalktım ve bu satırları yazmaya karar verdim. 

" Elif ne kadar şanslı. Biraz sonra kıtalar arası bir yolculuğa çıkıyor ve bambaşka bir kıtaya ulaşacak.."

İşte  benim düşüncelerimi ayaklandıran bu cümle oldu.. 

Ne kadar ilginç.

Teknolojinin geldiği son nokta ve de iletişimin... 

Aklıma, Americo Vespuci geldi.  Uzuuunn gemi yolculukları... Bir kıtanın keşfi.. 

Oysa Elif, dört saat sonra masmavi bulutların arasından geçerek,  akşam üzeri Amerika'da  yudumlayacak sabah kahvesini. 

Onu bizim evin kapısından yolcularken, 

-Oya'ya selam söyle dedim..

Oya'da benim komşum idi geçen yıla kadar.. 

Yeni bir nefes almak istedi ve kendisini Miami sahillerinde dondurma satarken buldu.. 

Haftada bir görüntülü  görüşüyorum. 

Herzaman yemyeşil dalların arasından bana merhaba diyor.. 

Ben, henüz ayak basmadım Amerika'ya.. 

Şimdi bilgisayar eşliğinde minik bir Mıamı turu yapmak istiyorum. 

Gün, yavaş yavaş seslerle dolmaya başladı. 

Ben de sabah kahvemi yarıladım sayılır. 

Aklımdan düşünceler, 

Kalbimden dostlarım geçiyor. 

Şimdi bir uçak geçti yukarıdan. Sesini de duyuyorum uzaktan.. 

Belki Elif bu uçağın içindedir, kimbilir...

İyi yolculuklar tüm yolculara...

İyi sabahlar tüm tatlı dostlarıma... 

Sevgilerimle...

Efsun

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 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xGyG0dQ1kGI

LETTERS FROM ROMANIA

These lines,

I write with the inner peace and beauty of being a new living space in the world.

I returned from Bucharest on Friday morning.

For the first time in my life I have seen Bucharest and Romania.

I loved it a lot.

I really like.

I felt the comparison with the past as well as the current Romania.

Last Friday went and started to snow in Bucharest and the day I was there.

My friends who traveled to the Transylvania Region, the most beautiful region of Romania in the week.

Under magnificent snow, spectacular chats ..

I guess I'm a lucky person.

Many years ago, before the collapse of socialism, the Soviet Union

and I have witnessed the collapse of socialism now at the point of clogging.

At that time, it was really a socialist economy and people's living conditions were very difficult.

Really, the stores were empty and people were very poor.

But besides this, everything was abundant in Beriozka shops where only Soviet managers could shop.

After the end of the socialist system, I was shocked when I visited Varna in May 2015.

Life in Varna was frozen in 1990 and an incredible absence continued.

Here before my visit to Bucharest, I was most curious,

It was the life that occurred in Romania after the socialist system.

I LIKE  VERY MUCH  ROMANIA.

People are happy and enjoyable.

In the streets both old values ​​are preserved, especially the buildings which are dominated by Austria are very beautiful.

There is also a new kind of commercial activity specific to the entire capitalist system.

The most important problem in Romania is that people go to Europe to work, and therefore no people will be able to work in Romania.

Although Romania is a member of the European Union, it still uses its own currency Ley

and a Ley is equal to a Turkish Lira.

It's the same at the prices.

However, meat and meat products are very cheap.

Romania has raised wages last year to bring its people back to Europe.

A worker costs an average of 3,000 leys to an employer.

Approximately 1,700 leys in the hands of the worker.

However, a Romanian who went to England'ye lettuce collection earned 2000 Leys a week

He spent six months in Europe and six months in rumination.

Romanians are very clean and tidy.

The women are very stylish and very well-kept.

There were many florists in the grocery store in Romania.

There are also many Turkish films.

In addition, Kanal D television is there as an independent channel.

Overall he treated too hot to go to Turkey and Turkey.

Many Turkish companies in Romania have begun construction.

The outskirts of the city are equipped with very luxurious houses.

So our construction sector has gotten there too.

But I still had a pleasant vacation in Romania, thanks to my lovely friends there.

As a result, I think a country that is worthy to see ROMANIA GOING ..

Sincerely.

Best regards.

Efsun

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y0lXluHsO78

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=REtsbKY0vk8

DÜNYADA YENİ BİR NOKTA YENİ BİR YAŞAM ( ROMANYA MEKTUBU)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v2jAweLVLRk

Bu satırları, 

Dünyada yeni bir yaşam alanı tanımış olmanın verdiği iç huzuru ve güzelliği ile yazıyorum. 

Cuma sabahı Bükreş'ten döndüm.

Hayatımda Bükreş'i ve Romanya'yı ilk defa gördüm.  

Çok sevdim.

Çok begendim. 

Hem geçmiş ile kıyaslama hem de güncel Romanya'yı hissettim. 

Geçen cuma uctum Bükreş'e ve vardığım gün kar yağmaya başladı. 

Haftasonu Romanya'nın en güzel bölgesi olan Transilvanya Bölgesini gezdirdi güzel dostlarım. 

Muhteşem karlar altında, muhteşem şatolar..

Ben, şanslı bir insanım sanırım. 

Yıllar önce, henüz sosyalizm yıkılmadan Sovyetler Birliğini görmüş 

ve sosyalizmin artık tıkanma noktasında yıkılışına tanık olmuş bir insanım. 

O dönemde, gerçekten sosyalist ekonomi ve halkın yaşam koşulları çok zorlu idi. 

Gerçekten, mağazalar bomboş ve insanlar çok yoksul idi. 

Ama bunun yanında, sadece  sovyet yöneticilerinin  alışveriş yapabildiği Berıozka dükkanlarında, herşey bol  idi. 

Sosyalist sistemin sonlanmasından sonra, 2015 bir mayısında Varna'yı  ziyaret ettiğimde, şok olmuştum. 

Varna'da hayat 1990 yılında donmuş ve inanılmaz bir  yokluk devam ediyordu. 

İşte benim Bükreş ziyareti öncesinde, en çok merak ettiğim,

sosyalist sistemden sonra Romanya'da oluşan yaşam idi. 

ÇOK BEĞENDİM ROMANYA'YI. 

İnsanlar mutlu ve  keyifli. 

Sokaklarda hem eski değerler korunmuş, özellikle Avusturya egemenliğinden kalan binalar çok güzel.

Hem de tam kapitalist sisteme özgü  yeni bir ticaret canlılığı oluşmuş. 

Romanya'da en önemli sorun, insanların çalışmak için Avrupa'ya gitmeleri ve bu nedenle Romanya'da çalışacak insan bulunamaması. 

Romanya Avrupa Birliği üyesi olmasına karşın, hala kendi para birimleri Ley kullanılıyor 

ve bir Ley   bir  Türk Lİrasına eşit. 

Fiyatlarda aynı sayılır. 

Ancak, et ve et ürünleri çok ucuz. 

Romanya,Avrupa'ya giden insanlarını geri getirebilmek için geçen yıl   ücretleri yükseltmiş. 

Bir işçi ortala 3.000' Ley'e maloluyor bir işveren'e. 

İşçinin eline de yaklaşık 1700 Ley geçiyor.

Oysa, İngiltere2ye marul toplamaya giden bir Romanyalı haftada 2000 Ley kazanıyormuş ve 

altı ay Avrupa'da çalışıp altı ayını da dınlenerek geciriyormuş.

Romanyalılar  çok temiz ve düzenli. 

Kadınlar çok şık ve çok bakımlı. 

Romanyada bakkaldan çok  çiçekçi varmış.

Bir de pek çok Türk filmi var. 

Ayrıca Kanal D televizyonu orada  bağımsız bir kanal olarak varlık sürdürüyor. 

Genel olarak Türklere ve Türkiye'den gidenlere çok sıcak davranılıyormuş.

Romanya'da pek çok Türk şirketi inşaatlar yapmaya başlamış. 

Şehrin dış semtleri çok lüks evlerle donatılyor. 

Yani bizim inşaat sektörü oraya da el atmış durumda. 

Ama ben yine de keyifli bir Romanya tatili yaşadım, oradaki güzel dostlarım sayesinde.

Sonuç olarak, bence ROMANYA GİDİLİP GÖRÜLMEYE DEĞER BİR ÜLKE..

Sevgilerimle.

Saygılarımla.

Efsun

28.01.2018 

İstanbul

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PgOjRFkl2Nc

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=be_xsYmCMto

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y0lXluHsO78

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=REtsbKY0vk8

A PLACE IN MY HEART

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SM_a2GJ0iug&feature=related

The sea, the rocks, the blue back on the beach,
 Stomach, pulled her knees,
 on your hands and knees
 connected to each other,
 watching the waves
 and listen to the sea ...

 China white seagulls flying in a clear blue immensity,
 bring you past the beautiful friendship ....

 A country
 a city,
 a street ...
 The azure waves,
 red flowers and white balconies,
 indigo blue window shutters ....
 In the houses,
 children's smiles ....

 Life in a hurry,
 only people watching television news,
 is an island country when things go wrong ...

 However, at the beginning of the name of a street in the country,
 sipping coffee
 an old man
 could see his heart
 It would be nice world ...

 Today, I'm going on a road trip sad again ...
 Very loved and lost a while ago
 my dear friend's daughter to marry and
 We will baptize her grandson ...

 Life will go on ..
 Sorrows and joys will be in the whole lifetime ...
 A coffee mug arrives
 the beauty of life and friendship ...

 08/21/2012
 09.44
 istanbul ...


Efsun

BE ON THE ROAD AGAIN.....

A quiet morning in Istanbul.
Everyone is asleep,
 to feel  slight movement  from  heart
ıs very excited to wrıte the keys ......

 I  am a  sagitarius..
 Roads and both trips whıch  both of them have got ın my horoscope   and in my heart ...
 This month I am on the road again ..
 As well as two times ....

 First trip to Switzerland ....
 Office computer, a solid blue screen disappears to make dıstroyed ıtself ...
 It went  the ways to Ankara twice
 But still  dıdınt well..

 Before the end of March,
 We  necessarily need to delıvery at  Bern fırm center ..
 Computer's cannot go  own self-
So I will accompany  wıth him, necessarily ....
 
 The second voyage to beatıfull  Athens
March 26,
 for the first time in my life
 one euro bought tickets a full aircraft ..
Last week I vısıt ın Sultanahmet  Marcopolo fırm

 Tell me when looking at a ticket,
THY came across a campaign ...
 Just at that moment,
I handed my card to a friend conductress ...
Now I am  walkıng  around  in my pocket,
The streets of Istanbul ..
 Here, my dear friends
 excited I wanna hit the road ..

 The sun rises slowly in Istanbul ..
 Spread to a bright shine
 wındows of my kitchen ...

 Joy in your heart,
 I always get your windows sparkle ..
I wish you all good sundays ...
 Sincerely ...
I love you....
 Efsun

Whıffles

Some mornings,
 Human  do not want to wake up ...
 Put hıs noıse on the pıllow  and waits for a moment ...
 By your bedside alarm clock ıs sıngıng....

 Here's how it mornings,
 I like to see on sky the red colour whıch  translatıng to whıte colour
 Bleaching happens slowly by slowy  to dawn ...

 I see  o plane whıch comıng  distance flowıng..
 Landing at the airport is no longer ...
 Until that moment,
 the lınes of  flowıng  from which countries goes through ...
Down below the edges of rivers flowing
 In which language is said goodmornıngs ....

 Also, I see our main street, passing cars ..
 The people in it ....
 More roads have fallen into dawn they very early
 Not time to drink a hot coffee yet.

 The bright ıs ıncrease steadily ..
 Away from cities,
 The life began in distant countries ...
 Pains, joys, hopes,,,,,
 Dirty war ...
 The morning news on the radio ...
 Teapot rattling drops .....

 Life goes on, my lovely fırends  ...
 Good mornıng  all of you .......

 Yours ...
 Efsun.....

A cup off Elenıkı Coffee Metrıo

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qhTMjO1VEKg&feature=related
Year 1990... ends of June, ...
I am lookıng the Island of Meis from a purple flower hıll ın Antalya- Kaş
My tears are falling down my cheeks quietly ...
Further progress of the night, my tears downıng more and more ..
Accompanied by a guitar sound with the pain of my heart ...

We returned from Moscow a few days ago
And I know there are friendly, very nice people,
whom breathing ın Greece...

Wıth sobs,
I saıd, I must go to Greece ,,,,
I remember thıs moment lıke today...

Year 2011 ends in May ...
Istanbul's purple-colored day of spring
In Greece Consulate
Ceilings great hall of pink flowers
With the second consul in Greece
I am drınkıng a medium sugar a cup of Greek coffee ..
Life,
always beautiful thıngs brıng of me ...
Thank you.

In this beautiful spring morning
I am sharıng my memorıes
Wıth Greeks, it is full of many years of friendship
Bright light of your heart
Your sun's orange colour get warm to you ...
Friendship ..
I wish a beautiful day ...
Efsun

May 25, 2011
08.10

I dont need to know to understan the language whom of feelings of a poet ....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7uvswttpCx4&feature=related

I dont need to know to understan the language whom of feelings of a poet ....
I dont need to see your face which I want to touch your hearts....

This rainy, gloomy morning of the Istanbul
I want to say hello to my lovely friends for their hearts
I dont need to wait for a response from them ...

This morning, I started to day with a book which telling Pablo Neruda
I was very sick for two days ..
Sluggish, tired, cheesy ...
This morning I'm fine too,
I can put again the fairy wings the poems ...
We are forgetting in the day a something or jumping in such a rush ...
and escaping the beautiful things ...

Here are the words of Neruda reminds them back to me I say hello to you
and wish you a pleasant weekend ...

"... Parral 25 November 1967.
For young people. HELLO ....
In the life situation the Hello is importand.
People's unity,
To each other our lives, and with them the hope united
Hello is carrier of hope.
The most valuable thing is anothers ..
Once to be ourselves, and then to understand the others, are living.
That's more important than others of us ..
HELLO ...."
P. Neruda

Life is indeed a feast

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PyJT4_kgGgI&NR=1
Yesterday , when I close to my eyes at last night for sleep,
I felt that I'm very tired.

At noon, i have got an appointment with a family which had a problem.
Then I work with my new files which come from bank
I saw my printer would be insufficient
So I went to Beyoglu for a new printer.

Later in the night,
I put on the machine some clothes
And I say to my family:
-I am going to sleep and you can put the clothes aftre finish machine..

On the bed,
childhood memories came to my mind like a speed of light.
The years of 1974 ...
We have got a house with a garden
Weekends, my mother light a big fire in the garden.
The fire lighted near the wall because want to far away roses and vegetables ...
On the light, we put a big boiler (kazani) and filled the cold water.
The red washbowl also placed around the red fire
Used with a weekly linen washed in the washbowl.
Then, the first washing machine which came to our house.
And on top of a white box with a roll ...
The machine washes
After rinsing with our hand holding
roller passes the water one by one .
At that time, my aunt remained in Germany have to do the exact rotation
and while there had brought in machines.
My aunt had a fully automatic machine
and stood on the corner with a blanket of lace.
Because this machine from electrical equipment in those days was not enough to execute.
According to my aunt, after kicking the machine
There was no need to do nothing
and two hours after the machine was taken in a state dried linen.
................
............
After returning from the long journey to my heart
suddenly my tired finish all.
I opened to my book with a big plesuare
and morning when the mind and heart,
to send my favorite friends who wanted to ...
I wish you all a pleasant Sunday ...
Life is indeed a feast ---
Friendship ...
Kisses
Efsun ---
30 January 2011
morning 10.48

istanbul


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vc2c2UxEYGA&NR=1

Good Morning, here Istanbul

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jEcQ2NOHocU&feature=fvsr
Good Morning
Here Istanbul ...
The time is 07.22 in Istanbul
Settlement lunch time 12.33
01.35 at night in Bolivia
Finland morning 07.36

The world is illuminating gradually in Istanbul
I am still in front of the kitchen window so the morning, sip my coffee.
I live in a hazy sun of Istanbul ..
The first thing do is wake in the morning, open windows
to smelt the morning coolness for my soul.
I also open up the radio.
Preferences the BBC or Deutsche Welle-
The life, is not consist of the choices ...
".. The scientists, NASA's solar system's smallest planet discovered outside the planet's rocky structure called .Kepler-10b, and much resembled the size of the world .."
"A scientific research at a university in Canada as a result, the morale of people listening to music caused by the release of a chemical substance had been detected"
"Tunisia defunct government, general elections within 6 months ." .....
......
Brezil's flood ...
Hezbollah's leaders can not be found .....
Diplomats seek bank account ...
.....

The flowers gathered in a sea coast from children...
A seagul held the wings of a softly forever ...
One of the book cover, to be read by a young man unveiled ..
A violin box, by removing a "notes from the nonsense began for Vivaldy
Sharp sound of a train whistle is a new journey to a country unknown to quit ....
---------
Your news to be in the life in your community, ...
The end of the week to get everyone a pleasant and happy ...
My mind and heart, a pleasant bring in this world of ideas to get you ...
Love and best regards.
Efsun
15-01-2011
07.49 morning
istanbul
European & Asian Continent
World planet
Solar System
Universe

THANK YOU LIFE

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BJmeIeCsvOY&feature=fvw


''Thank you life;
which you blassom to me this beatifulls... ''
------------------------

You complete to your week,
with the sounds of the piano keys while slowly touched in you ears..
And far away a sea coast lights quietly sinkin.
Embrace life with an almond tree in the middle of the plain extending from the silence in a green valley..
Your fingers to touch at the sky a rainbow's appears after a rain,
in the hands of a child sugar candy must give you
In Beyoglu,
red rose with a bunch of people walking in the hands of a hurry to get only in your life .....
Begin with the grass wawes kindlies what everything you want ....
You share at yours fatigue with friends in dinner table,
Istanbul filled in your glass.
The passengers take yours hearts sorry which pass the Bosphorous in the ships wherever it ...
You give a peace like a shepherd's flute emitted songs which passing seagulls ...
Feel yourself near the dolphing which swimming around Price Island's Kınalıada ..
Take a deep breath while thinking of a pianist's fingers ....
Otherwise , the water touch a distant edge of the fishing boat into the article ....
Take a letter from Portugal or the most remote points of the world ....
Contact your friend's message in a mailbox, suddenly ...
Open the door with a smile, it brought a big bunch of carnations from florist ....
Such as the spiral of life ...like a beuty of at the highest mountains fog.
...................
With love ...
Friendship ...
I wish a good weekend ...
Efsun
24-12-2010 Istanbul
Unknown Soldier Street ....

A SNOWY ISTANBUL MORNING

Good morning,
I am writing this letter while watching from outside the gently falling snow,
And sipping steaming coffee on my desk.
Trace of rain drops glasses is watching me.
I see the domes of the distance, Eyup and Fatih Mosque's.

A seagull is soaring through the opening in front of me that open the wings infinite
Yellowed leaves from the poplar trees quietly released
The hospital with whitening accumulated on the roof
I'm starting this snowy morning of Istanbul day with pleasure ...

The last night Ciragan readings guest is Dogan Hizlan whom critic author.
He told us to 1950 generations in our literary world
friendships over this generation and was very pleasant conversation.
One of the audience, ask to him what there is no place of poetry in our lives ..
However, I think life is going to together with poem ..
This morning I saw the window that falling snow,
first come to my mind at Ataol Behramoğlu's poem
which the poem''Snow White''as they came down ...
''-----
White, the snow fell like silk
Imagine a girl was walking in snow, light steps
I thought my friends, my dear things
As if everything is there with us and will be with us
Songs played in rooms
I thought I should love all the people .............
........................''
One of this poem,
One of the abdomen behind the Istanbul roof quietly snowing
Feel the melody you heard quietly playying ...
To put gently at your step ..
Amoung to run and scream people
You arriving silently
which waves hitting the pier edge of the tea garden ...
You are traying rubbings up your hands for heating ...
Soon the waiter put a warm sahlep in front of you
And you are spersing a plenty of cinnamon jar
While watching the shores of
Kadikoy and Uskudar tops in front of you.....
-----
.......
I am sending my love to all my lovely friends
from in this snowy morning of Istanbul ...
Kisses....
Efsun
17/12/2010
09.54
Istanbul.

LIFE TO BE LIKE A POEM

This morning, the first thing of my hand which is a book
It was a German book about the Aare River.
"Die Aare"
I want to put under my Computer for high heat.
I wandering among the pages that I found a letter which
my friend write to me whom the book, a gift to us.
07.15.2010-Bern ....
I wander to photographs of the river and Switzerland photos ..
Lush forests,
a sparkling river that flowing ..
The flow of water in the river where the happy people were swimming ...
The red geraniums are cascades from windows...
In another life, in another logic ....

One of my favorite things to make in Bern,
To get the trolleybus that pass in front of the house
my nose to put a glass of bus windows
I wacth the city where running through in front of my eyes ..
.............
Out of the pages, I put to my eyes at the sound of wind which hitting my windows..
This winter when the snow firts time in Istanbul's roofs..

Here I thought at that moment
The life to be like a poem
Just like the Swiss, such as ..
We must feel the beauty of this life where in our palms ...

Everywhere there is snow ....
At the moment I am listening to Adamo's song which ''everywhere snow''.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_64nc_NLE_I&feature=related
Soon I will drink a cup of hot sahlep,
After, I will send to my best regards
with my Turkish tes that slowly steeped
awakening my friends far away land
Hello to whom make the life like a poem ..
Love and friendship ...Efsun

MORNING CAFEE"S

A cup of Turkish coffee without sugar,
"The Şavşat green forests and mountains " about a radio program
Not yet a light sky ..

Istanbul is deepsleep yet,
Thousands of people, silent and breathing quietly
They slept suddenly like a circulated as a magic stick
Cool morning breeze from my window when I sigh,
Distance of an aircraft to rise slowly when I am watching ...

A seagull flew the roof,
I hear the sound of tiles ..

I remember the Basmane district in Izmir
the Morning Caffees( SABAHCI KAHVELERI).
I think this morning coffee brings taste of life max.

This morning I woke up very early ..
My mind goes to a very far away with seagulls ..
Ithink to my friends a far away,
I dont ask residency
Although we breath the same city
My friends stop by a coffee.

Today I want to send them a Istanbul
The ships which passing to the Bosphorous,
The radio woices from
I reach around the world to me
radio programs I want to send them ..
which came around from the depths of space ..

This morning I want to send a morning song ( SABAH TURKUSU)
And accompanied by a glass of water next to a black coffee ..

What is beautiful in this world .. My friends have....
One by one they make my world beatifull and I live beauties.

I am thanks with a bunch of flower  to the world,
and to my friends from my world and the beauty ...

With love ...
Efsun
07.12.2010.
06.46 morning

Istanbul

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TODAY

Today, I've started to day before the sun to wake
There was no excitement got the yesterday night.
But, I've started to enjoy with a different feeling in this morning.

First, I watched the sky through my windows.
Slowly the syk blushed
And then,
passed to the seagulls
after swallows ...

After a light pink sky occurred.
On the radio, there was the folk songs .
Pleasant and enthusiastic Anatolia songs

On my eyes to passed my childhood
I remember my aunt's sangs the songs in the village weddings
while the brides fingers with henna,
Henna nights enthusiastic ...

I lived in the morning enjoy with pleasure
An happiness to has come in this world,
46 years ago
In Merzifon
At 7.40o'clock in this world,
I had come in the morning to this world
Also, 22 years ago
I said "Yes" in front of a wedding a officer ..
I love my friends and my family,
I wish to me a long and healthy years....

With love ..
Efsun

The Life

The life like a daisy,


one day it will finish...

Our heart is a blue butterfly,

one day it will go far away...

So that my lovely friends,

I want to say good morning to you and to the world

with many many kisses and big huge,,

I love you very much

I love you cosmos..



Please, you looks a small bird around you and take my kisses from them...

You can feel to me..

Yours Efsun

LEMAN LAKE'S ALONE AND THE LIGHT OF MORNING

"..... On the other hand, the end of december morning, so complex in a white 'sea fog' that covers the goal and against the coast;


France nerve within the layer of fog over them mountains flooded with dark-purple, gray and black-and-

sections, and peaks, as if it looks like an island in the Leman lake over the long, thin.

In other words, Ferdinand Hodler's 'Three Mountain and the Sea of Fog" is reminiscent of the table is almost identical ..

Ugur Kokden-Leman Lake's Alone page: 97

This morning I started of the day with the Gemlik Gulf's quiet and calm waves.
In front of me the Mudanya's Mountains likes fully described in the Leman Lake Alone's under a smokescreen ..

I arrived to Gemlik Gulf with a ferry boat on Friday's.
I don't understand which I am in the world of imagine or a dream,

A color density of blue, mist blue mountains in the morning, again at a point close to the shore fisherman ...
The hot cannot expect for the season's temperature.
We arrive sitting in the balcony for two days and living in the balcony.
Yesterday we take sun bath the rocks on the beach.
Beach, just the same as inviting as summer days, and shining ..

But when you hold your feet in the water for a while,
you can feel circulated slowly of the coldness ..
At the moment, I am hearing the sounds of a big load ships to cross far away
Who knows the world in which they arrived off the port of
and who knows how many harbors will visit to the officers ...

Dazzling flashes of bright sun with the waves on the shore ..
The sea is breathing as a quiet,
you can hear the sound of the waves flapping softly ..
There is no need to run around this morning ..

The seagulls there arent this morning
May be still sleeping such as fishing boats,

The clouds.are deep blue today
Doing separated from the sea and can not see the sky.
Only ,behind vessels composed of a single white waves, showing that there is a sky .
It will go to the ship and will not be sky again ..
I can hear the workers voice the next building and a tiny sparrows voice's too ..
Also, my friends have these lines that will send
to say hello to who knows where and in which languages are currently in this morning ....
I wish a sunny day and plenty of pleasant blue ..
Yours ...

Efsun

14/11/2010

10.27 -Armutlu/Gemlik

COLOURS OF THE LIFE

".. I was very grieved when it snows to Rome


I lived many years in Bologna, then in Toronto and later in Rome ..

Northern soul .. The Roma wanted to say welcome to me

But of course, Rome snow not same to Bologna snow

against the falling snow was not as hard as ...

TEMPERATURE in my heart I was watching the outside of glass ...

Caterina Bonvicini ... "
At the moment the dish on the stove rattling accompanied by sound to write these lines.

Lightweight glasses have a mist emitted from the room a little bit of vegetables and warmth ...
Yesterday there was a conference by the Italian Cultural Center for the Istanbul Tanpınar Literature Festival

Italian writer, Caterina Bonvicini and guest that Murat Belge
"Responsibility of the article is titled"
I joined a conversation.
She came far away from Roma and much simpler than change has come and tell me what to listen to a human was so pleasant.
So sincere and so soulful ..
Murat Belge, told a friend when the youth guests home with years of memories of the author and the author explains to his responsibility.
After the conference I must go to a banquet dinner for the elections of the Istanbul Bar Association.

When I went up and looked at a rapid speed that Istiklal Street

I saw the Greek Consulate in front of a crowd and all the lights in place ..

'Contemporary Greek Painting Art "exhibition opening coktely in there ..
While to see the blue colour of the life impossible not to breathe Is there in this sweet meeting...
Immediately I fell in ...
In front of the door a beatifull lady was waiting with a baby carriage ..
People enjoy talking to the delightful Greek ..
For a moment I felt like walking a narrow street in my lovely Athens...
Mixed with each other and the moments of life of people love you ..

Not Importance of what colors you have what languages, what religions ...
To be human is wonderfull..
I wish you a weekend full of colorful and fun ...
Yours ..

Efsun
http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Caterina_Bonvicini
http://www.infinitestorie.it/frames.speciali/speciali.asp?ID=921

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First time in my life

Good Morning;
I will prepare a CV for the first time in my life about myself in this morning.
In my head for days trying to base the logic and use format.

Write a great pleasure I finished the process of planned month of Spring.
Search through the streets all around the world,
I took a small dip in the Greek coast, the blue waters.

Hazan of September leaves my hands, stretched out among
My grandfather has completed the life of day behind
Grape vineyards planted with his own hands have collected ..
Where are drinking a sip of water, direct rates of breath and live the character.
Life with a stream flowing around the Swiss Alps
Life is a stream flowing around the Lake Salda in Burdur how much different ...

However, both two hours away from this blue planet in the distance ..
Both the beautiful life situation I had a chance to wake up the morning.
Through the streets of Athens,
My buddies who want a more live out of thrown Hirosimaya atomic bomb
Around Akropul outskirts of Athens workings of a hot shoulder shoulder walked with my lovely friends..

IIn Syntagma Square, whom came from Portugal a teacher with excitement from asking what it
Hiroshima to learn and enjoy participating in a walk with us and I became friend with her whom a teacher ..

The world is very small world and endlessly ..
Days in these lines, the moment was left behind ..
Now I step in my life a new window.
Law is now my life will continue to own in my office.
For this, an article describing prepearing myself CV.

Before I wanted to write an article describing my own heart for my lovely friends
I am sipping my coffee,
Far away country and beside to me whom my beautiful people
I am saying to hi with my blue world.
Bright days to let pass ...
With my best regards ...
Efsun
10.09.2010-Saturdays
time: 10.52
istanbul

A night in september

A night varieted are downing slowly upon the waves
in front of the fishing boats goes quietly goes
On the yellow winds, there is a wind whispers
The evening breeze like a nice voice which to hit the beach ....

So full of magic, thats the life ,
Listen to the sound of distant thunder with the deep sound of waves

Suddenly, the rain drops at the time on the sea,
A sea that is wet, and dry ...

You look aroun from where laying on the ground.
to photograph your machine

You take a cigarette from your pocket,
while your light is lighing, you will get a deep breath and then ...

in the september night, a new assembly to be
neighbors are in conversation sitting down at the beach ...
Now and then, only in passing birds in front of you
The sun is now ready to sink quietly,
The smell coming from the soup from kitchens
together with iodine smell of the sea ..

Last autumn holidaymakers, bread etc which were from the wharf to return home ...
You will watch quietly to the life ..
The ships visibility as soon as,
Travellers who come to expect in horbour quietly.
Children from their mothers' hands paved,
In the september chilly, the sound of wind on trees braches ..

No traffic noise, nour people crowded,
only the birds and the waves ...
......
evening tea on the stove burning a quetly,
tonight, all tables united at dinner meals again ....
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Yours ...
Efsun
24-09-2010
Ahladi-Gemlik ...
18.21