in the dead of night (troibun)

CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haiku, Tournesol dans un jardin, troibun, Troiku 1 Minute
©Clr'16
©Clr’16

midnight blue ink
river flows
writing sorrows

midnight blue ink
mocking muses
running off stories

river flows
blending old and current
muddied waters

writing sorrows
drowning at dawn
so boring and trite

Writing about twilight inspired her stay in that moment and wait by the river as dusk turned to twilight and twilight turned to midnight…the wee hours of the night when thoughts rushing in the mind seem to take over and rambling reflections start shouting and the subconscious takes on a life of its own.  Yet, wisdom deciphers what is and what is not…

©Tournesol’16

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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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