Poetry ~ Waka
Sunday stroll by the river just before sunset. She walks along the park alone; summer lovers have deserted their summer nest and still, she feels a tingle of life, romance and sheer beauty in the air.
dressed in autumn’s best
preening at their reflection
one last time
© Tournesol’16-10-16
Daily Moments October 16, 2016
Late at night after she has arrived home and settled on her comfy couch, her bff (best feline friend) snuggles on the back of the couch near her neck. Such a lovely way to end her day. She wonders why on earth the English language chose “purring” to emulate the sound. Yes, definitely, she thinks to herself, the French word has coined the perfect match.
savourant le calme
bercée par son ronronnement
paupières s’alourdir
basking in stillness
lulled by her purring
eyelids weigh
©Tournesol’16
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 8/16
Daily Moments October 13 2016 Semantics Haibun
each sunrise
life’s perfect miracle
birth of a new day
(c) Tournesol’16
despite warm colours
autumn breeds melancholy
daylight wanes
October 5, 2016 Daily Moments
monday blues
transforms on rue St-Laurent
spiced by art
©Tournesol’16
30 days of Haiga for September 26th at 19 Planets Art Blog
Quote of inspiration and the theme is “autumn” hosted by Silverthreading
“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.” George Eliot.
savouring autumn
dipped in earthy tones
drunk with bliss
savouring autumn
sights, sounds and scents
infuse me
dipped in earthy tones
no longer veils young lovers
the old bare oak tree
drunk with bliss
splash of autumn in the sky
at sunset
©Tournesol’16/09/07
A Troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille, at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai
sun glowed in the night
mother and daughter laughing
like best friends
special visits seem so real
until you wake up
© Tournesol’16
Daily Moments mysteries of night (Tanka) September 5 2016
I dreamed all night with such joy; my mother and I laughed, sharing umpteen stories. The scene was so bright with the glowing sun. Awakening at dawn, before the bright sun rose, felt so lost and morose.
Inspired by this haiku on mysteries:
dreams
the tightrope we walk
without a net
© Jane Reichhold
resplendent sunset
briefly halting such splendour
inhaling peace
©Tournesol’16
angels
flit and fly,
sitting on the street
angels everywhere
shed a tear
ripple on a lake
flit and fly
flutter in a field
crawl upon my palm
sitting on the street
lessons of compassion
and humility
&
loving presence
grandchildren
gifts from heaven
© Tournesol’16/09/02
[…] “I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.” […] Lewis Caroll
Mother Earth swaddles
with snowy coverlet,
barren branches
© Tournesol`16/09/01
Tournesol dans un Jardin 