scent of autumn (troibun)

Autumn entails hard work for those who own homes especially with gardens. It is a time where leftover vegetables and dead leaves blend with garden soil…getting the land ready for a long slumber under snow covered grounds. Grownups are busy with garden tools and raking leaves in tall mounds.

midday break
resting on a nest of leaves
scent of autumn

midday break
crunch of Mackintosh
by the maple tree

resting on a nest of leaves
grandson helps her up
failing knees accept

scent of autumn
marigolds slip in
summer’s remains

©Tournesol’17/10/07

Written for http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.ca/2017/10/carpe-diem-1265-perfume.html

making room for Thanksgiving – daily moments Oct 7/17

yesterday
the leaves were dancing,
waving with the wind
a young man fished
as the sun set

today
the sun hides
behind heavy clouds

nature sleeps
cleaning debris
time to muse

nature sleeps
giving time to mend
busy harvest days

cleaning debris
genuine
soul searching

time to muse
brooding over life’s gifts
Thanksgiving day

©Tournesol’17/10/07

In honour of Canadian Thanksgiving weekend.

Reading saves the night (troiku) Daily moments Oc 2/17

Tic toc
The night crawls
Toss and turning

Tic toc
Checking the time
Only 3 :00 AM?!

The night crawls
Light on on my tablet
Catchup on friend’s blogs

Tossing and turning
Anchored in worry
Reading chased away

hopeless in DC (troibun) Daily Moments Sept 29 ~17

I am just thinking out loud here. I try not to delve to much into political rants but this has been bugging me for quite some time…

You know that wonderful tool “remote access” where someone takes possession of your computer? You know what I mean, right? It is like a person with IT capabilities, shrink themselves smaller than Tom Thumb and makes corrections on your computer. It is weird seeing that mouse point in all sorts of directions, letters showing up on your screen and you have not even touched the darn keyboard!! Right?

Now I wonder if this tool, “remote access” could be programmed with that leader south of here who seems to trump up on those 140 characters he tweets every day. Honestly, there should be an anti-trump-up (you know like an anti-virus) configured on every electronics he touches that can neutralize any stupid, discriminatory and dangerous to the nation and the world comment. That might save the nation from some of his blunders. As for his speeches, well that seems hopeless.

hopeless
growling like a rabid dog
in Washington

hopeless
waiting for the calm
caught in his tirades

growling like a rabid dog
people running for shelter
danger’s in the air

in Washington
living in a bad dream, like
1984

©Tournesol’17/09/29

silence of the fans (troiku – tanka) Daily Moments September 28 2017

temperatures plummet
cool breeze whistles
bonne nuit

temperatures plummet
even the cicadas
nature sleeps

cool breeze whistles
softly
twilight serenade

bonne nuit
catching up
stories of the night

~~~

heatwave lifts
embracing
silence in the home
roar of monsters sleep
until summer

©Tournesol’17/09/28

Daily moments – September 28 2017 silence of the fans

a looney or a tooney (troibun)

They passed by him one by one. The sun had just risen and many people shuffled South coming back from their night shift; they seemed to notice him and some would stop by and say hi, or offer him something; others were in their own world walking zombie like; they couldn’t wait to hit the pillow.

And then there was another crowd walking the other direction, very quickly going to their day job. Most of them did not notice him and some even smirked at him as if he were a nuisance.

After the weekend, the morning crowd was not always accommodating.

by the Métro door
sips the last of his coffee
folks rush by

by the Métro door
holds out his Tim Horton cup
longing heavy coins

sips the last of his coffee
the nurse in purple, brings him
every Monday

folks rush by
every hundredth person drops
a big fat toonie

©Tournesol’17/09/27

Written for Haiku Horizons: Coin