visitations (tanka)

© Clr'15
© Clr’15

wild and free
takes time to seek me
butterfly flutters
wings of a messenger
tickle my chin

©Tournesol’16

blossoming courtyard (troiku)

[…] “There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.” […] Lord Byron

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© Ari Gravel at Tandem en Cavale’16  – cycle tour through south Asia

sun gently peers
yawning gardens stir
from a dim skyline

sun gently peers
announcing
emerging day

 yawning gardens stir
waiting with bated breath
burgeoning rosette

from a dim skyline
sunbeams kissing blossoms
wowing the courtyard

©Tournesol ’16

Prompts: Haiku Horizons & Care Diem Haiku Hai

The Troiku is a new haiku form created by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

sunset bliss (troiku)

[…] “There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.” […] Lord Byron

© Clr '16
© Clr ’16

sundown getaway
silently savouring
nature’s last act

sundown getaway
inhaling
tranquil escape

silently savouring
guiltless greed
heavenly bliss

nature’s last act
rooftop view
exit the sun

©Tournesol’16

even heaven bleeds (troiku)

[…] “On earth there is no heaven, but there are pieces of it.” […]Jules Renard (1864-1910)

(c)Clr'16
(c)Clr’16

blazing sunset
makes the sky bleed
holds me in awe

blazing sunset
caught my eye
tripped on a pebble

makes the sky bleed
not a sound is heard
silent seagulls gaze

holds me in awe
seized in rapture
a long moment

(c) Tournesol’16-08-22

Daily moments August 22 2016

last performance (haiga)

Our host, Chèvrefeuille says,  “Haiku is the poetry of nature and nature is always in motion. Seasons come and go, the moon changes every 28 days and so on, the only thing which is steady and without clear motion is our sun, that big star of our Milky Way around which the planets are rotating.”

Here is an example of what I call an “undou” haiku:

old pond
frog jumps in
sound of water

© Basho (1644-1694) (Tr. Chèvrefeuille)”

and,

apple blossom falls
scattered by the late spring breeze
apple blossom falls

© Chèvrefeuille

 

 

 

sunset at Port Burwell

 

gulls bow in reverence
day’s end performance
clapping of the waves

©Tournesol’16/08/19

autumn of life (troiku)

[…] “Last evening I was looking out from my balcony and saw a sparrow perch on a branch. All of a sudden, with a quick jerk, she ruffles her feathers and spreads out her wings – her bodyline on an upward curve, about to take off.” […] Kala Ramesh

fallen leaf
©Clr’16

clouds make way
end of a long quest
heaven opens up

clouds make way
sparrow takes flight
first fallen leaf

end of a long quest
scent of Givenchy
still lingers

heaven opens up
scent of Givenchy
an angel awaits

©Tournesol <16/08/19

new dawn (haiku)

Chèvrefeuille wrote this for inspiration at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai:
“Maybe you know that a lot of haiku poets wrote their Jisei and Werner shared Jane’s last haiku with me through the mail. This was Jane’s last haiku, her Jisei:

with the moon
night too disappears
into the ocean

© Jane Reichhold (1937-2016)

Share your memories and your haiku, tanka or other Japanese poetry form about Jane Reichhold with us all. Please remember Jane in your heart and let her spirit inspire you.

morning dew
evaporates at sunrise
a skylark’s song

© Chèvrefeuille

© Clr '15
© Clr ’15

as the sun dips
beneath the horizon,
dawns the other side

©Tournesol’16

tranquil moments (tanka)

©Clr'16
©Clr’16

even the cricket
-too hot to move
stands still
emerald eyes sedate
purring lullabies

©Tournesol’16

CDHK “success”

Une mère par Linda Lemay

The prompt this week at Song Lyric Sunday Theme   is to Post a song about missing someone you love.  Let’s let them know how much we miss them and can’t wait to see them again.  In this post, I will never see this person again in this lifetime but hopefully, she will be greeting me when my time comes.  I did not translate the lyrics…Linday Lemay is a Québecois singer-songwriter who writes songs about life, day to day events, family and so much more.  If you want to get a taste of of the song, you can cut and paste it and translate it on Google Translate. It gives a rather fair to good translation.

This song starts with a mother coming home with her baby all the way  to   the end of her life.  It is very moving!

(c)'16
(c)’16

 

Une mère
Ça travaille à temps plein, ça dort un œil ouvert
C’est d’garde comme un chien
Ça court au moindre petit bruit, ça s’lève au petit jour
Ça fait des petites nuits.
C’est vrai, ça crève de fatigue
Ça danse à tout jamais une éternelle gigue
Ça reste auprès de sa couvée
Au prix de sa jeunesse, au prix de sa beauté.

Une mère,
Ça fait ce que ça peut, ça ne peut pas tout faire,
Mais ça fait de son mieux.
Une mère,
Ça calme des chamailles
Ça peigne d’autres cheveux que sa propre broussaille

Une mère,
C’est plus com’ le autres filles
Ça oublie d’être fière

Ça vit pour sa famille
Une mère,
Ça se confine au bercail
C’est pris comme un noyau
dans le fruit de ses entrailles

Une mère,
C’est là qu’ça nous protège
Avec les yeux pleins d’eau, les cheveux pleins de neige
Une mère,
A un moment, ça s’courbe, ça grince quand ça s’penche
Ça n’en peut plus d’être lourde
Ça tombe, ça se brise une hanche
Puis rapidement, ça sombre
C’est son dernier dimanche
Ça pleure et ça fond à vue d’oeil
Ça atteint la maigreur des plus petits cercueils
O bien sûr, ça veut revoir ensemble
toute sa progéniture entassée dans sa chambre
Et ça fait semblant d’être encore forte
Jusqu’à c’que son cadet ait bien r’fermé la porte
Et lorsque, tout’ seule ça se retrouve
Ça attend dignement qu’le firmament s’entr’ouvre
Et puis là , ça se donne le droit
De fermer pour une fois les deux yeux à la fois

Une mère ça ne devrait pas partir
Mais on n’y peut rien faire
Mais on n’y peut rien dire.

En savoir plus sur http://www.paroles.net/lynda-lemay/paroles-une-mere#OE1VbtBD6BUmO1TG.99

Click on Google Translate for an idea what this beautiful song says

all my children (troiku)

Inspiration today is “sunshine”

“Just living is not enough… one must have sunshine, freedom, and a little flower.” Hans Christian Andersen

© ClRoberts’16

Troiku

daisies kiss the sun
in the wind, sunflowers sway
sunshine of my heart

daisies kiss the sun
open fields
of wildflowers

in the wind, sunflowers sway
mind the rhythm
my heart beats

sunshine of my heart
Mother Nature’s offspring
– all my children

© Tournesol’16