Christmas Cactus (troiku)

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Christmas cactus
auspicious blossoms
a King is born

Christmas cactus
boasts with self-importance
blushing petals

auspicious blossoms
hark the angels sing
magi bearing gifts

a King is born
promise of comfort and joy
Mother’s face aglow

(c)Tournesol’17/12/10

No Vacancy (tanka)

 

 

 

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No Vacancy

all the inns were full
an angel led them to shelter
a stable availed
babe swaddled in a manger
three wise men came bearing gifts

©Tournesol’17/12/24

Merry Christmas – Joyeux Noël – Feliz Navidad (Troiku)

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Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas to all my readers.

Daily Moments December 19 2017 Friends (troiku)

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©Clr’17/12/19 14:20

greyness lingers
night-time holds us prisoners
December blues

greyness lingers
looking for a bit of light
shining in my heart

night-time holds us prisoners
soon the day shall pass
pouf!! it’s gone!

December blues
thankful to a caring friend
brightens up my day

©Tournesol ‘17/12/19

Daily Moments – December 19th 2017 – A troiku is a new haiku form created by Chèvrefeuille at CDHK

man in red (Troiku)

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man dressed in red
pleading with his bell
fish bowl by his side

man dressed in red
arms filled with parcels
people passing by

pleading with his bell
shouting “’tis the season”
empty bellies wait

fish bowl by his side
prays for silent gifts
not the clink of coins

©Tournesol’17/12/10

Haiku Horizons “Silence”

winter guests Daily Moments December 15 2017

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©Clr’17/12/15

visitor
sets a spell
traces in the snow

~

footprints
on virgin snow
still echo

©Tournesol’17/12/15

Written for Heeding Haiku for Chevrefeuuille at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie

Daily Moments December 13, 2017   shined on me (senryu)

(c) clr 2017

winked at me
I saw him winking
thrilled I’ve been acknowledged
aglow inside

aglow inside
one moment in infinity
worries disappear

worries disappear
feel a reverent presence
moonbeams shine on me

©Tournesol’17/12/13

Daily Moments December 13, 2017   shined on me  (senryu)

Wintertime (Fibonacci – Naani – Troiku)

(c) Clr’17

( Fibonacci )
white
snow
brightens
our winters
despite shorter days
enjoying snow melt on my tongue
as I stare agape at the snow clouds in the sky

life
is
so brief
transcending
and temporary
like a snowflake melts on my cheek
and vapours on morning seas vanish effortlessly

( naani ) 

snow on my balcony
I rest in the warmth of my abode
wishing I were a child again, rolling in the snow
making snow angels as I stare up in the heavens

(troiku) 

snow falls
brightening  death
of winter

snowfalls
dressing trees
with white angels

brightening  death
adorning mother’s place
snow covered tombstone

of winter
slumber takes over
melancholy hearts

©Tournesol’17/12/10

Daily Moments December 10  2017 – Wintertime

http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.ca/2017/12/carpe-diem-weekend-meditation-10-fibo.html

Presents of presence (troibun) Daily Moments December 9 2017

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©Tournesol’17/12/09

Peering out the window, she sighs with relief. She is an observer today and doesn’t need to join the crowd across the street. All the hustle and bustle in the shops are stressful enough but to add to this, people circling around for too long to find the perfect parking spot. Heaven forbid today she is not working where she would be normally cutting through this lot to get to her bus for work! Yes, she has been bumped by a car before and the man just looked at her as if she was a vision! Last week a young woman was passing through a STOP sign and the lined area where she was crossing…it shocked her as well and she just stopped in front of the car, gave her the “mother look” and pointed to the stop sign. My oh my, what a way for her to start her work day! It actually shook her back to reality and that she must be extra careful this time of year. Not only must she watch out for ice patches or black ice, at stop signs or even traffic lights, there are always one or two cars that whip by as if she had no business crossing the road at a GREEN light!

Now the holidays should be seasoned with love, well wishes and harmony. But it is rarely so for too many. The less fortunate who may have just lost their job, expectant children wondering what Christmas morning will be like and mothers trying to make a feast with next to nothing are some realities too many are living. It is a time of year many youths say how they dread going back to school to hear their peers boast about their gifts and how they can’t wait for the novelty of that new tablet, racing sled or hockey equipment is over so they can feel more or less “normal” among their classmates.

For some may who may have a little more, the pressure is still on to balance all the gifts fairly among their children. The extra cost of food is quite astounding and certainly breaks the weekly budget for at least a month or so. How did her grandmother do this on her meagre old age pension?!

She sighs again praying silently…

(troiku)

wished upon a star
sundry degrees of joy – rise
with one’s presence

wished upon a star
feels a loving presence
warmth drapes her

sundry degrees of joy – rise
family and friends’ warm wishes
watch her grandson sleep

with one’s presence
and another and another
multiplies the presents

©Tournesol’2017/12/10

The Daily Post – Degree –  Daily Moments – presents of presence  (Troibun)

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

those empty rooms (haibun)

Today I sit thinking of my cousin who is like my kid brother. He lost his lifelong partner last Wednesday. I’m a phone call away and an hour and a half drive away but still… For now there will be children and grandchildren visiting; aunts, uncles and cousins too and friends bringing him comfort as well as a casserole or two. The busyness goes on like a whirlwind for those who grieve and then after the services it slowly stops. Let the grief truly begin. There is no right way or wrong way to mourn, nor is there an expiry date…no indeed, it stays fresh, raw and painful for the time it does…and I know he aches today and will tomorrow. His children and grandchildren will miss their mother and grandmaman who lived life with such passion. She laughed with such enthusiasm and loved with all her heart.

(American Sentence)

Walking through each empty room, he looks longingly theough his liquid blues.

©Tournesol’17/12/08

Daily Moments December 8, 2017

The Friday Reminder for Saturday and Prompt SoCS “liqu”