Poetry ~ Waka
Rediscovering
Melodies coming back home
Shrill of cicadas
Chicks nestling for midday nap
Hear the chirps of resistance
Smile upon her face
old woman sipping java
her first spring concert
(c) Tournesol ’19/05/06
Daily moments music in her ears. May 6/2019
a crescent moon winks
on rickety knees she bows
oh, Kotodama!
© Tournesol 9 05 02
Daily Moments May 2 2019
A kilo or two of oversights
Ten thousand grams of mortar
Ten thousand grams of sand
hundreds of buckets of dirty water
Cleansing unforgiving sins
Absolution weighed in stone
~~~
People gathered with shredded tissues
lip-syncing foreign prayers
Mea culpa misunderstood
A generation passed
another cycle of life
continues
(c) Cheryl-Lynn '19/04/27
daily reflections April 27 2019
Missing two years of her life feels like an eternity
Losing those first kisses and breaking curfew
Butterflies and broken hearts
Can never recapture those years
Guilt multiplied by a ten
Remorse will weigh her to her grave
~~~
Feeling her rage bubbling under-skin
Passive aggressive innuendos
Violence escalates in overindulgence
Never a confrontation
Too scared to fess up and break in pieces
Still ignoring that fucking elephant
(c) Cheryl-Lynn 27/04/19
Melancholy rain
from here to eternity
someone still grieves
Melancholy rain
Droplets quiver on dead leaves
nature in mourning
© Tournesol ‘19-04-26
Daily Moments April 26 2019 … but it’s not even Good Friday!
The family gathers together celebrating Easter with a traditional French-Canadian meal. Children are nearing middle age and grands are teens, too cool to laugh at Nana’s silly jokes…the stages of life surround the dining table. Erickson would have a thing or two to say about this. A daughter who never forgets her mom’s favourite flowers, tying the feast with a ribbon of love.
Blossoms reminisce
Travelling through time
Mums the word
Blossoms reminisce
Recalling
Her first step
Travelling through time
Entertaining her with love
Brother and sister
Mums the word
Stretching their necks
Beaming with pride
© Tournesol ‘19-04-23
Daily Moments April 23 2019
I know many may enjoy the Block editor of WordPress but I only like it if I am writing ONLY a poem…in general I do not like it. I have tried it. I have familiarized myself with it and seen the positive side of it BUT I STILL PREFER CLASSIC EDITOR
What I find frustrating is that I do not seem to have the option to keep it ON CLASSIC. I do NOT LIKE IT AT ALL!!
THERE..[huffs a long sigh] I’ve vented.
THE END
When it ain’t broke
DON’T
fix it!
April showers
mixed with March winds
not good for flowers
poor little buds
way too scared
to show their heads
blossoms in spring
when will nature do her thing?
lets just waittil May
(c) tournesol `19/04/18
weaving all night long
elements rip it apart
hanging by a thread
weaving all night long
bedding for her offspring
youths are worth the risk
elements rip it apart
claiming better policies
hot air in the wind
hanging by a thread
knowing what truly matters
bleeding is the heart
(c) Tournesol '19 04 17
