traces (troiku)

Haiku, Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille, mindlovemiserysmenagerie, Troiku 1 Minute

taoraruru hito ni kaoru ya ume no hana

the flowering branch of the plum
gives its scent
to him who broke it off

© Chiyo-Ni

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frail and broken
trace of plum blossoms linger
on his fingers

frail and broken
during winter’s slumber
waiting to heal

trace of plum blossoms linger
now and forever
their first love

on his fingers
only an illusion
scent of her shampoo

© Tournesol’15

Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie

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A little bit about moi: I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator. I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors. Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin https://cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka. I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other. http://stigmahursteveryone.wordpress.com

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22 thoughts on “traces (troiku)”

  2. I imagine this when I think of my one older friend who first lost his wife to dementia and then to the Angel of Death… He then had a wonderful woman companion for a bit…but she too ‘left’ too soon. I know his children care for him and he has many friends but I can just see him in this verse in his reverie of dreams…

    (Visit when you can – enjoy your ‘net’ time. Hugs and happy thoughts for you and yours always.
    Best this holiday season and for the New Year too!)

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