
late night walk home
fatigue pouring with the rain
and windswept bones
smile taking shape
sunshine appears at the door
©Tournesol’17/06/28
Poetry ~ Waka

late night walk home
fatigue pouring with the rain
and windswept bones
smile taking shape
sunshine appears at the door
©Tournesol’17/06/28

She gifted me on her very own birthday! Giving me a perfect day, sunshine and precious company, what better way to end it with this new tradition…
by the rapids
beating to a yearning heart
the river roars
by the rapids
waves pouring stories
dancing eagerly
beating to a yearning heart
embracing and comforting
Mother Nature knows
the river roars
rumbling outbursts
calming release
(c)Clr’17/06/22
Daily Moments June 22/17 the river mourns
on a windy night
clouds gather
ripples in the sky
©Tournesol’17/06/20
daily moments June 20 2017 windy night
The heat weighed the house all night long. She couldn’t to believe how hot it was as she tossed and turned trying to find a comfortable position and keeping in the right position on so the warm air from the fan could cool her body.
She was visiting her best fried in the country and she could not get over how hot it still was at 4am! “You would think in the country, the night air would cool,” she thought. Suffering from insomnia for years, she tried reading until her eyes were heavy but as soon as she shut the light, her eyes sprung open. She tried watching a movie on her tablet using the precious wifi on her cell phone…she had not asked for the password of her friend’s wifi because she knew her friends did not have a great plan due to their location in their neck of the woods, they were limited to any kind of technology.
She took out her tablet and decided to write. “May as well be productive,” she thought. If she could not sleep, well, her muse may as well suffer like her. She managed to write two poems to a prompt on a haiku meme site. She was pleased…perhaps writing n her journal may dull the senses and she will be able to sleep a few hours at least. She wanted to get up early to help her sister start cleaning their late mother’s house so they could finally put it up for sale.
Perhaps she will see the sun rise…oh, no, she forgot, it was cloudy and the forecast was thunderstorms all day and evening which would make the temperatures drop 10 degrees. Good! Dropping from 35 to 25C would be a blessing. She checked her phone for the temperature and it was 22C outside apparently…but not on the second floor of this wooden two-story house!
meditating
whispering her mantra
spirits take over
©Tournesol’17-06-19
Daily Moments – hot June night – June 19 2017
Humans are such creatures of habit. Well, at least in this part of the country. Weather is the most talked about topic…”It is too cold; it is too humid; Ow, my aching joints!.” As soon as November wraps us with a veil of dark bareness before the snow, we say, I hate winter that is coming. Depression has already set in for more of our Northern Canadians since October. The days are shorter and darkness haunts us. Soon people start chanting, “I can’t wait until it snows. At least it will be brighter.” And before December arrives, we often see snow. Everyone is more or less pleased especially the children and winter enthusiasts.
She has prepared her wardrobe accordingly so the long cold months will, at least, be filled with change and style. Four or five winter coats of different levels of warmth. A few extra pairs of boots add to the list and of course, cleats…a few extra pairs and always one pair in her backpack if the sidewalks are treacherous when she finishes her late night shift.
Then snow overstays its welcome in January and then February and March storms. Spring is around the corner, they say, but we all know that spring arrives when nature decides. That can be the end of March, mid-april or early May for those more North and East of here. All those months waiting for warmer temperatures.
Well, it has been quite warm this past week. On the weekend and yesterday temperatures went up to 32C with high humidity. Oh, she should know. She finally installed her A/C and has emptied 4 litres of water 4 times in 12 hours! Yes, indeed, the humidity is set in the house, the furniture, the clothes. People who struggle with allergies as she does, find it difficult to breathe and headaches and migraines attack the most vulnerable.
It is June 13th and still not quite summer yet another two months of higher temperatures and humidity. Now one would wonder why we complain about two to three months of warmer temperatures when many have whined and wished for warm weather for the past six months! But we hum and ho and whine and talk about the weather, “I was up most of the night because of the heat. I arrived at work drenched due to the heat. The bus is so hot and stinky…and even worse at the end of the day.” And so on and so forth
…
Why not look at the changes and embrace them, she says to herself on her way to work…

(troiku)
peony
turning towards the sun
supping golden rays
peony
bumble bee exploring
nature in progress
turning towards the sun
swallows settling down
mid-day nap
supping golden rays
butterfly on a petal
cicadas sings
©Tournesol’17/06/14

thimbleberry shrub
overcome by freeloaders
choked by greedy arms
blackberry vines overstay
morning glories take over
human’s helping hands
unwinding weeds and vines
free the choking stems
greenbelt lovers lend a hand
disentangling carefully
digging at the root
removing each stake – claimed
by jealous lovers
***
bindweeds breed – only
unhealthy relationships
nature’s oppressor
***
world disputes – only,
farm famine and poverty
breeding ground of war
greed lingers at the root
breeding lust for wars
if compassion
could lure like greed and lust
man would be set free
the Golden Rule would become Law
the breeding ground of love
©Tournesol’19/06/13
Daily Moments – June 13, 2017 breeding compassion (waka)
This waka (solo no renga and haiku/senryu) were inspired by Mystery, Adventure and Reward by Karuna’s post at LivingLearningAndLettingGo where she works tirelessly in the Greenbelt behind her home freeing the thumbleberry shrub from bindweeds (morning glory) and blackberry vines. This post reminded me of one thing, “if only only compassion ruled the world.” I’ve taken the liberty to post a few of her photos to illustrate the meaning of the poem.

On her way to work, she passes by a house with budding flowers and then she stops, takes a few steps back to admire a tree with flowers falling over the white picket fence.
sweet fragrance
tickling her nose
from the lilac tree
sweet fragrance
stops her on her path
last scents ‘til summer
tickling her nose
butterfly fluttering
delightful touch
from the lilac tree
flaunting its splendour
and luring bouquet
©Tournesol’17/06/12
Daily moments – lilacs (troibun) June 12 2017

Lounging like a queen
I’m so green with envy
asks me to join her
lounging like a queen
makes a royal request
to stroke her
I’m so green with envy
dreaming
another life
asks me to join her
tempting me cunningly
stretching languidly
©Tournesol’17/06/09
Daily Moments – lazy Friday – June 9, 2017
A troiku is a new haiku form created by Chèvrefeuille at Carp Diem Haiku Kai.
When a friend or colleague leaves I have to be reminded that change is good and if I expect the unexpected in life, I will rarely be disappointed.

“change is a constant”
says the caterpillar
“follow the flow”.
butterfly sips sweet nectar
daisies by the riverside
©Tournesol’17/06/07
Daily Moments on this 7th day of June – Change
staring at the screen
nothing happens
what is wrong with me?
I want to scream!
not a word comes
not even a phrase
from my empty head.
when that moment hails
and inspiration does not fail
what a feeling to be had
poetry in motion
alas it’s not tonight
the words will come
another day
until then I shall walk
around the parks
and search among the trees
to my muse they may talk
I feel a tanka brewing
in the back of my mind
yay, a line or two or three or five
to finally end my day
(tanka)
wind at my back
riding on my bicycle
taking in the view
shops, bistros and patios
summer’s around the bend
Tournesol`17/06/07
Daily Moments June 7, 2017 unpredictable muse