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
When I saw this photo taken by Georgia at Basket and Sekhmet’s Library, I had to smile. I had taken a phto of 2 pay phones in the Métro last Spring. The fact that these are near such a lovely green space stirred contradictions…beauty, ugliness, pleasure and pain and this is what my muse came up with for Bastet’s Shadorma Prompt at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie.
(shadorma)
Assaults lurk In the dead of night behind trees far from phones cyclists never heard her screams would have dialed for help.
(senryû)
predators always study their territory and their prey.
(shadorma)
phones by parks gives false illusions of safety late at night listen up! one`s never safe when monsters still breathe
Now to make this fun a little and give me more of a challenge, I am adding my photos of these phones in the Métro. Having looked at them, my muse seems fixated on sad affairs.
now we are to write a tan renga two lines of 7 syllables to this haiku. Our host`s tan renga is here:
how rare the sight— yellow blossoms brushing the sky with light (MMT) I always will love her underneath the Laburnum (Chèvrefeuille)
I struggled with various responses because I had several images of “yellow blossoms” from my personal life. So I broke it down to two and here they are:
(c) Clr ’14
(c) Clr ’14
Across the street from the church at my hometown, there is a small garden by the river, with various flowers. I remember taking a picture in June of the lovely yellow lilies and wished I could come back later in the summer to catch the flora at its peak in blossoming. Well, I did not but here is snapshots from June.
(c) Clr ’14
(c) Clr ’14
how rare the sight— yellow blossoms brushing the sky with light (MMT) Across the church, newly weds yellow lilies cheer them on.
(c) Tournesol ’14
Of course there are also lovely daisies and sun roots in my friend’s garden in Bromont facing several mountains. This is where we went to celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary last Sunday. A huge tent was pitched next to the Willow tree…what a lovely day celebrating such a lovely couple. To this day, I have never met a loving couple like these two people. You can feel the love they share. They still cuddle and always hold hands sitting close together.
how rare the sight— yellow blossoms brushing the sky with light (MMT) Underneath the Willow tree sun roots scan the mountains. (c) Tournesol ’14