
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
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Daily moments – never forgotten – November 8 2017









