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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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Tournesol dans un Jardin 
I love this troiku, Cheryl, especially the way dusk draws near and fades – and ends with Basho’s frog! My favourite has to be:
‘fading on the horizon
pinks bleed on the blue canvas
a star’s last act’.
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Thanks so much, Kim. I have not written much lately, so it felt good to unleash a few verses.
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Another beautiful troiku … this one is really one of your best I think. I love how you tell a story in your troiku.
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Oh Kristjaan, I am so humbled by your kind words. Thank you!
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Lovely series in your best form.
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Thanks, Janice. I love it when it falls into place. It does not always.
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Great imagery in all of these..nice.
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Thanks, Pat 🙂
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