melancholy (troiku)

© CLR 2016

troiku

melancholy
stalker of the night
daylight smiles

melancholy
familiar and comfortable
holes in my shoes

stalker of the night
shadows
larger than life

daylight smiles
shimmering
on a puddle

©Tourneosl;17/09/04

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai – Writing and Enjoying

never-ending road (troibun)

©http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.ca/2017/09/carpe-diem-1248-ending-road.html

Journeys have their tales of trials and tribulations. Each crossroad offers choices. Each obstacle offers a challenge…a lesson to embrace.

(troiku)

walk on
broken bridges
through dense fog

walk on
never ever give up
this boundless road

broken bridges
unlike shattered dreams
just a turning point

through dense fog
the Tea Pot
leads the way

©Tournesol’17/09/04

Our host at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai presents us with a photo (above) to inspire our muse and imagination.  A troiku is a new form of haiku created by our host.

 

swaying recalls (troiku) Daily Moments Sept 4/17

 

Image may contain: plant, tree, sky, outdoor, nature and water
©Clr’17

A Troiku

a thousand and one
rocking in her mother’s chair
memories

a thousand and one
I love you’s
never overstated

rocking in her mother’s chair
wishing
she were here

memories
storytelling and laughter
by the riverside

©Tournesol’17/09/04

Daily Moments  September 4 2017  – Swaying Recalls  (Troiku)

 

 

 

 

Daily Moments 2017/09/02 rising winds ~ troiku

© Cheryl-Lynn R. ’17

September enters
a million leaves applauding
sudden rising winds

September enters
wrapped in woolen shawl
under clear blue skies

a million leaves applauding
preparing for autumn’s playground
bed of crunchy leaves

sudden rising winds
flying hats and pleated skirts
whistling boys’ delight

©Tournesol’17/09/02

Daily Moments September 2 2017 rising winds  ~ troiku

Sweet Travels – Daily Moments Aug 27 / 17

(c) Clr – 2014 Yamaska River

Whenever she feels mystical shifts in her mind’s eye she simply allows images to tell their own story.Dusting off old narratives, a surge of waves of old and new dance together playing “catch-me-if-can” until they marry and lock onto a fresh canvas waiting for the artist’s inspiration…

thoughts linger
draped in cobwebs
quieting the mind

thoughts linger
weightless joy
makes her smile

draped in cobwebs
secrets of the night
lie in wait

quieting the mind
rhythmic waves
reaching nirvana

~

Aw the mind!
offers such sweet passages
to explore

©Tournesol’17/08/27

Daily moments – August 27th 2017  sweet travels  (troibun) – and  at Linda G Hill’s Stream of Conciousness Saturday (SoCS)  and the prompt is “when”

meaning of life (Troiku)

Chevrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai asks us to write  inspired by this painting by Paul Klee

In The Beginning by Paul Klee

(Troiku)

in the beginning
cold and warm collide
breathing into life

in the beginning
in every shape and colour
so much promise

warm and cold collide
trust and betrayal
narrowing options

breathing into life
meaning of life refined
leading to the light

©Tournesol’17/08/26

A Troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chevrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

 

traveling with the moon (Troiku)

I had started to research and drafted a post for this prompt but that was two days ago and pfffft, I lost it all.  Returning to the drawing board, I found a poem by Issa Kobayashi who I truly love his work.  His last line in haiku often end with a nice surprise and sometimes with a bit of humour.  I am sharing some of his bio here that I found at the Poetry Foundation:

Kobayashi Issa

1763–1828

Japanese poet Kobayashi Issa, also known as Kobayashi Yataro and Kobayashi Nobuyuki, was born in Kashiwabara, Shinanao province. He eventually took the pen name Issa, which means “cup of tea” or, according to poet Robert Hass, “a single bubble in steeping tea.”

Issa’s father was a farmer. His mother died when he was young, and he was raised by his grandmother. His father remarried, and Issa did not get along well with his stepmother or stepbrother, eventually becoming involved in disputes over his father’s property. When Issa was 14, he left home to study haiku in Edo. He spent years traveling and working until returning to Kashiwabara in the early 1810s. In Kashiwabara, his life was marked by sorrow— the death of his first wife and three children, an unsuccessful second marriage, the burning down of his house, and a third marriage.

Issa’s haiku are as attentive to the small creatures of the world—mosquitoes, bats, cats—as they are tinged with sorrow and an awareness of the nuances of human behavior. In addition to haiku, Issa wrote pieces that intertwined prose and poetry, including Journal of My Father’s Last Days and The Year of My Life.”

The moon in August is sometimes called the Corn Moon or Cold Moon.  Now this time of year when referring to the full moon, however, in Japan, they are referring to the autumn moon or harvest moon which I prefer to write about in September.  I am really not ready to write that much about autumn…yet.

I remember travelling by car or by bus marveling at the full moon. It is sometimes on my left side and then my right side depending where I am driving and how many twists and curves I have taken. But when I am driving home alone late at night, somehow I don’t feel so alone.  It is almost a sordid affair…like the man on the moon is keeping me company and only he and I exist until I get home.

I have chosen this poem by Issa for inspiration:

Under the evening moon
the snail
 is stripped to the waist.

My humble attempt also having fun:

(c) clr 2017

traveling with the moon (Troiku)

under a full moon
midnight rendezvous
skinny dipping

under a full moon
along the lonely highway
I’m not alone

midnight rendezvous
under the willow
stealing their last kiss

skinny dipping
splashing late at night
snoopy neighbour smiles

©Tournesol’17/08/25

A Troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chevrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.

This post was written for Suzanne’s On The Road Friday prompt: Travelling with the Moon.

 

savouring nature (troibun)

Nearing the end of summer is such a busy and pleasant time of year. Fruits are still plentiful at the farmer’s market, we can smell the peaches, plums and first pickings from the apple orchard. Vegetables are in abundance and it is a time to make homemade ketchup, pickled beets and bread and butter pickles. Kitchens are filled with aromas and tiny hands reaching for a spoon to savour the fruits of our mother’s and grandmother’s labour.

harvesting season
golden honey on my tongue
taste of heaven

harvesting season
tart and crunchy Lobos
first apple pickings

golden honey on my tongue
mixed with lemon and ginger
GrandMaman’s potion

taste of heaven
after dinner digéstif
apricot brandy

©Tournesol’17/08/21

Haiku Horizons: Prompt “Taste”

A troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chevrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.

 

 

 

matchbox houses (troiku)

Inspired by Crossed Houses at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai:

 

linear shapes
concrete and steel
make-believe home

linear shapes
monotonous and boring
may turn one to drink

concrete and steel
searching for warmth
morning sun

make-believe home
ardent lovers still reach bliss
fairy-tale moonbeams

©Tournesol’17/08/21

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai Crossed House (Manuel Clavel Rojo)

Departure 28, 29 and 30 (Autumn Retreat 2017)

Departure #28 night traveller (Troibun)

(troiku)

traveling all night
pleasant leisure distractions
eyes flutter

travelling all night
so many strange places
yet, familiar

pleasant leisure distractions
finally worries
take a backseat

eyes flutter
taking in every scene
my movie screen

Such an offensive shrill pulls me  aggressively from my dream. Keeping my eyes closed trying with all my might, to slip back on that journey.  I put on my eye mask filling my eyes with darkness…hoping, waiting for the train to pass.

©Tournesol’17/08/16

 

A troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chevrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai and this troibun was written for Carpe Diem’s August Retreat 2017  and the theme is “Departure

 

 

Departure #29 last embrace (tanka)

sun rising
in its splendour
blossoms
dusk hastens light of day
nighttime’s last embrace

(c) Tournesol’17

 

Departure #30
necessary endings (haibun)

Endings can be so difficult. No one wants to say goodbye to frolicking in an open field, making sand castles on a sunny beach or walking along a park in open sandals. One just feels so much lighter! It tastes like freedom. Moreover, despite the rich blankets of gold and amber, it is so darn hard to let go of this period. Just like the child that says, “Just five more minutes, please!” so he can say up a little bit later, resisting the end of a day.

carefree summer
soon comes to an end
sombreness lingers
less time to play
 shorter days

walking home alone
path filled with fallen leaves
winter’s calling me

© Tournesol ’17

 

At Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, Chévrefeuille has created an Autum Retreat from July 15th to August 15th…30 days – theme is departure  These are my last three entries.