Blades cutting,
lovers embraced skate
under the stars
lovers embraced skate
searching for the full moon
behind the clouds
under the stars
lovers make promises
beneath the Milky Way
© Tournesol ’14
Author: Tournesol
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
White Christmas (haibun)
December 23rd, the temperatures rose over 10 degrees Celsius. It was springtime weather at the end of December. Two days of rain cleaned the streets, sullied snow banks and melted most of the snow. Makes it doubly hard for half-doubters..one of my three grandsons… to still believe but painstaking stories, Crosby’s songs and want-to-believe children makes it still happen…one more year.
grey puddles
born from melted snow
earth’s enigma
~
White Christmas
fairy-tales echo
crooner’s refrain
© Tournesol ’14
Carpe Diem White Christmas
fears lit candles (haiga)
shimmering and lush
reflecting six eyes hoping
Christmas magic.
tall and proud
craves admiration
fire its foe
© Tournesol ’14
near you (haiku)
breathing,
when I’m near you
quickens
when I’m near you
sun never sets
heart liquifies
quickens
my pulse and breathing
heavier.
© Tournesol ’14
magical night (choka- haiku)
Vincent van Gogh said about this painting : "... it does me good to do what’s difficult. That doesn’t stop me having a tremendous need for, shall I say the word — for religion — so I go outside at night to paint the stars"
walking to the store
found it windy and chilly
felt my hands frosting
forgetting my gloves at home
hands in my pocket
writhed along slippery paths
looked up at the sky
so many glistening stars
mouth open in awe
dazed by such magnificence
this massive ceiling
of art looms over my head
exhaled sigh of bliss
feeling blessed to be alive
I smiled at the moon
“could I have seen him wink back?”
a fairy-tale night
I could feel it in my bones
something wonderful
would be happening tonight
I then felt a bump
with an awkward step, I slipped
fell flat on my back
arms spread to make snow angels
I winked back at the Moon.
~
sudden gust
snow circled around me
angels appeared
© Tournesol ’14
shooting stars/étoiles filantes
shooting stars
escape while trodden skies
swallow me
°°°
étoiles filantes
fuient tandis un ciel éteint
m’avale
© Tournesol ’14
frost (haiku)
candles blaze (haiku)
lit candle
burgeons its glow,
a mother’s love
burgeons its glow
rhapsody at Christmas
peace and goodwill
a mother’s love
flourishes with each birth
candles blaze
(c) Tournesol ’14
HALLELUJAH! (haiku)
Sheer exaltation,
universality greets
love …a brief moment.
© Tournesol ’14
HALLELUJAH! Flashmob sings ‘Wana Baraka’
in a library in Valladolid
Hark the Herald Angels Sing (essence + shadorma)
(an essence )
peace on earth’s everything
cheer the birth, new-born king
pure of heart, Prince of kind
plays a part with you in mind
filled with mirth, rejoicing
peace on earth’s everything.
(shadorma)
angels hail,
Prince of peace is born
cleanse your souls
open hearts
renew your vows of kindness
compassion triumphs.
© Tournesol ’14
We have the option of writing a Shadorma (a non-rhyming six-line poem with a syllable count of 3/5/3/3/7/5) – or an Essence created by Emily Romano.
An “Essence” consists of two lines of six syllables each. There is an end rhyme (rhyme at the end of the line) and an internal rhyme (rhyme in the middle of the line).
BJ Shadorma and Beyond at MindLovemiserysMenagerie
Flash mob concerts always make me weep, they’re so beautiful!
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