frigid day (daily moments Nov 10/17)

Sun pales the sky
as I breathe the cool brisk air
puffs of smoke

autumn winds
leaves blowing on the road
the old man’s hat

Daily moments – frigid day nov 19 /17 MicroPoetry Month #10

This morning I could only reflect “freely” on this and so these haiku are my writing freely. It finally went minus 5 C and snow covered the lives on the side of the streets. I had to take the plunge and wear my winter coat and warm scarf. brrrrrrrrr

never fortten (troibun) daily moments November 8 2017

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November quest
kiku blossoms whispering
forget me not

In the cool autumn nights of November they stir in their beds. Not a sound is heard as they wiggle their way out breathing in one long inhalation of new life. Adorning their beds are yellow chrysanthemums slowly decaying from the cold winds. Yet, as they breathe upon them, life is restored and their stems straighten at attention and their blossoms billow.

(troiku)
roaming in the night
over fields of poppies
visiting loved ones

roaming in the night
startling
the old night owl

over fields of poppies
coming back
to be remembered

visiting loved ones
ever so gently
in their dreams

©Tournesol’17/11/08

*Kiku= Chrysanthemum in Japanese

Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie

Daily moments – never forgotten – November 8 2017

MicroPoetry Month – November 8 2017

Birthday memories

autumn sunshine
is that really you, Mom?
through my window

blinded by memories
holding my first born

proud Nanny
strutting with purpose
pushing an English pram

irresistible urges
pinching his chubby cheeks

time flashes by
grandson holds her frail hand
in a nursing home

Nanny just won’t let go
love always wins over

recalls for one split second
joys of grandmotherhood

searching nervously
in his liquid blues
it all comes back

dipping his tiny fingers
in his first birthday cake

©Tournesol’17/11/04

Daily moments – birthday memories November 7 2017

Micropoetry Month November 7 2017

special day (fibonacci and naani)

joy
felt
seeping
through my pores
kinfolk stopover
unexpected precious embrace
my lips are smiling as I Iisten to my heart sing

tap
tap
tapping
my feet to the tunes
rising my soul to paradise
such miracles can only come from the universe.

vision of grace
red leaves on branches
poised
enduring hope

grey skies return
housekeeping never done
closing season
winter’s duvet awaits

©Tournesol’17/11/05

Micropoetry Month – November 5th, 2017 – Daily moments

We are asked to write a Fibonacci with as many lines as we wish following the Fibonacci sequence. I tried to keep it short (0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13) and closed with two naani poems.

November skies (solo renga)

Solo Renga

different shades of grey
misty skies and barren trees
autumn’s dark demise

lavish colours washed away
November’s final purge

wise ones flying south
joining other feathered friends
honking their goodbyes

Micropoetry Month: Nov 2017: #2

Daily Moments November 2, 2017

eerie nights (troibun) Daily Moments October 30/17

Clouds no longer form shapes in the sky. All one sees now is grey and greyer. Wind gusts and rain make the trees flap their arms shedding their leaves that are still green! The day is coming and we feel it in our bones due to the dampness, the cold and daunting night of Hallow’s Eve.

stars hiding
behind heavy billows
filled with tears

stars hiding
waiting to shine
on All Hallow’s Day

behind heavy billows
stories retold
of revered saints

filled with tears
dressed as an angel
dropped all her candies

©Tournesol’17/10/30

Written for Ronovan’s Weekly Haiku Challenge: Spooky Night

A troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chevrefeuille at CarpeDiemHaikuKai. I have coined the haibun in this case a Troibun.