Poetry ~ Waka
Sunday stroll by the river just before sunset. She walks along the park alone; summer lovers have deserted their summer nest and still, she feels a tingle of life, romance and sheer beauty in the air.
dressed in autumn’s best
preening at their reflection
one last time
© Tournesol’16-10-16
Daily Moments October 16, 2016
Late at night after she has arrived home and settled on her comfy couch, her bff (best feline friend) snuggles on the back of the couch near her neck. Such a lovely way to end her day. She wonders why on earth the English language chose “purring” to emulate the sound. Yes, definitely, she thinks to herself, the French word has coined the perfect match.
savourant le calme
bercée par son ronronnement
paupières s’alourdir
basking in stillness
lulled by her purring
eyelids weigh
©Tournesol’16
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 8/16
Daily Moments October 13 2016 Semantics Haibun
illusions
her golden glow deceives
autumn
illusions
lively colours of the leaves
tumbling to their death
her golden glow deceives
another broken promise
wish upon a star
autumn
mask of maturity
counting days
© Tournesol 2016-10-11
autumn (troiku) Daily Moments October 11th 2016
despite warm colours
autumn breeds melancholy
daylight wanes
October 5, 2016 Daily Moments
septembre avance
les nuits frissonnent
l’été prend fin
toutefois, une chaleur me borde
entourer des êtres chers
September moves on
twilight shivers
summer’s end
yet, swaddled in warmth
surrounded by loved ones
©tournesol’16
Daily Moments – September 12 2016 Entouré d’amour
“Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.”
― Leo Buscaglia
Walking to work, I used to wish “Bonne Journée” to a stranger sitting outside his apartment building on a chair outside. This week he shouted out, “Bonne Journée, Madame!” and what a fine day that was for me!
child hears them cheer
budding like a flower
sticking out his chest
© Tournesol’16
Daily Moments – Caring (Haiku)
sun glowed in the night
mother and daughter laughing
like best friends
special visits seem so real
until you wake up
© Tournesol’16
Daily Moments mysteries of night (Tanka) September 5 2016
I dreamed all night with such joy; my mother and I laughed, sharing umpteen stories. The scene was so bright with the glowing sun. Awakening at dawn, before the bright sun rose, felt so lost and morose.
Inspired by this haiku on mysteries:
dreams
the tightrope we walk
without a net
© Jane Reichhold
Here is a poem AC gave the family for Easter when she was in kindergarten. On the card it reads, “Retold by AC”
The air is like a butterfly
with frail blue wings
the happy earth looks at the sky
and sings
Today, I sit and think of her with loving thoughts. It is her birthday today, on August 31st …my baby is no longer a baby but a blue butterfly that sings…
baby girl born
filled with innocence
air so pure
baby girl born
always a baby in eyes
of a mother
filled with innocence
shedding day by day
butterfly wings
air so pure
like the sound of her voice
when she sings
&
life’s goodies
filled with spice – and,
everything nice
to my daughter, my blue butterfly,
Happy Birthday
with love,
Mom
X0X0X0
[…] “On earth there is no heaven, but there are pieces of it.” […]Jules Renard (1864-1910)
blazing sunset
makes the sky bleed
holds me in awe
blazing sunset
caught my eye
tripped on a pebble
makes the sky bleed
not a sound is heard
silent seagulls gaze
holds me in awe
seized in rapture
a long moment
(c) Tournesol’16-08-22
Daily moments August 22 2016
Waking up to grey skies, she cannot help but feel there is more to this day then this muted sky. No, definitely, she feels it. Her feline friend does too. Something tangible is felt in the atmosphere she knows will transpire soon…
morning skies
relief is on the way
melancholy haze
(c) Tournesol’16-08-16
Tournesol dans un Jardin 