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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

lazy season (troiku)

©Clr’17

Departure #23

A troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.

Lazy season (troiku)

call to task
mid-summer harvest
suckling nectar

call to task
butterflies and bees
floating in sweetness

mid-summer harvest
making ready for,
season’s long sleep

suckling nectar
tirelessly collecting
honey’s essentials

©Tournesol’17/08/10

Written for August Retreat at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai – theme is “Departure”

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11 responses to “lazy season (troiku)”

  1. milan rajkumar Avatar
    milan rajkumar

    beautiful lines ! I fell in love with the word – season’s long sleep .

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    1. Tournesol Avatar
      Tournesol

      Thank you…it is walking through the thicket behind our offices that inspired this troiku and trying to give you an idea of what I saw along the way I took photos…there were soooo many bees but I only saw one butterfuly. Since the city has dug out some plants and cleaned it up I have never seen my blue butterflies I used to see months after my mother passed. I think it was perhaps a coincidence and it was really my mother keeping me company until I was ready.

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      1. milan rajkumar Avatar
        milan rajkumar

        You are missing the morphos , they live in bushes and thickets , without them they simply vanish . I like your philosophy about the readiness of life !

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      2. Tournesol Avatar
        Tournesol

        I don’t think they were morphos…they were tiny butterflies…I saw the same ones for about 18 months after my mom passed and then…pfttt no more 😦

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      3. milan rajkumar Avatar
        milan rajkumar

        maybe they know …. your mother has gone…. !

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      4. Tournesol Avatar
        Tournesol

        It gives me comfort believing this.

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      5. milan rajkumar Avatar
        milan rajkumar

        yes …I think so too !

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  2. Chèvrefeuille Avatar
    Chèvrefeuille

    Awesome Troiku Cheryl. I had missed Troiku in your catching up post of a few days ago, but here it is … a troiku. Thank you for sharing.

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    1. Tournesol Avatar
      Tournesol

      Thanks, Kristjaan. Troiku has to come naturally for me. After I write the first and main haiku I wait to see if there are thoughts urging to get out. The 1 to 22 did not give me much time to do that and it would not have done troiku justice.

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  3. kim881 Avatar
    kim881

    I love those ‘butterflies and bees floating in sweetness’, Cheryl! And I saw a very small blue butterfly yesterday on the salt marshes at Cley!

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    1. Tournesol Avatar
      Tournesol

      Oh lovely, I can live vicariously through your seeing it:) Thanks for your lovely comment, Kim.

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