mallets pound madly
vice grip tightens the brain
nocturnal omen
(c) Tournesol’16-01-21
Daily moments – Jan 21/16
madly – nocturnal – omen
Category: Daily moments
loving embrace (haibun)
Sitting on the shore, she ponders on life. Flashes of her youth, her marriage and promises kept as long as she could, for the sake of the children. Guilt weighed her for years wishing she could have controlled happiness for those she loves until she finally learned. Happiness is an attitude. One can get caught up in the happiness trap, hanging on to misery, self-effacing tapes repeated in our minds or letting go and letting be. Hanging on to “feel good” thoughts and images, mirroring the goodness within is her guide now for the rest of her journey.
© Karuna’s sunset in India , LivingLearningandLettingGo
Mother Nature soothes
cradling her stellar babe
tranquil surrender
compassion embraced
warmth slipping into deep sleep
© Tournesol ‘2016/01/20
When I saw these breathtaking photos at LivingLearningandLettingGo, I could not help but see a mother cradling her infant, the way the sun seems lulled on the horizon. Karuna was generous enough to allow me to post her photos for my reflections here.
Daily Moments January 20 2016 R.I.P. Glenn Frey (haibun)
In their twenty’s they became friends with their neighbours downstairs from their duplex. Finally, she met a Quebecois couple who appreciated her music too! They would spend hours in the “music room” listening to vinyl turning on their Technique blasting from their Pioneer speakers and later their Avid.
Hours getting drunk on the music…no need for drugs here. Hotel California was played over and over and over so many times. It’s a wonder the vinyl didn’t wear out but it wouldn’t , now would it with quality diamonds turning on that record.
The strings to this song lifted them to places no drug could ever bring them. RIP, Glenn Frey!
time has hastened
another legend dies
before his time
© Tournesol ’16/01/20
Daily Moments January 20 2016
snow drifts (haibun)
Walking home was not easy with a sore shoulder, bruised knee and back that felt like her spine was made up of toothpicks. The chill was tolerable in her down filled parka but the weight of her backpack on that bad shoulder and bad hand resting her cane made coming home to a warm bath her only goal.
snow drifts
mounds of white block her path
wind at my back
©Tournesol’16/01/19
Daily Moments January 19/16
Daily Moments January 18’16 – Blue Monday (haiku)
It snowed all night and continued snowing lightly as she left for work. The sidewalk had not yet been ploughed so the nice cushion of snow seemed nice and safe; she decided to brave the walk without studs on her boots. The snow was fluffy like talcum powder. She stops facing the sun that is trying to peak through the clouds and soaks up the beauty briefly.
evergreens
serene and chic
perpetual grace
Content with the view, she continues on her way to the bus and then she slips…where the heck that patch of ice waits mockingly under that pure whiteness. She could have been a clown at the Shriner’s Circus with flailing arms, wrestling with her backpack and wobbly knees…which would reach gravity first? It was a tie! Left knee crashes to the sneering ice and body is pulled by weight of her backpack crashing her shoulder to the ground. Not an easy feat to get up…Oh, yes, of course, she forgets to remove that 20 pound bag. She is whining now, from the pain, slightly feeling defeated and sorry for herself and then she remembers her collapsible cane is in her bag which saves the day. Onward and forward, she limps slowly.
mounting the bus
awkward but determined
with her cane
pokes a teen off assigned seating
deserving and pleased
© Tournesol ’16/01/18
Daily Moments January 18 2016
Interesting that today is Blue Monday the most depressing day of the year.
Jan 17 Daily Moments (haiga) snow views
white carpets
under grey skies
arresting homes
Walking to the grocery store, she stopped now and then took photos of the landscapes. Her focus was the front door of most houses all adorned with their winter addition. Can you see the common theme here?
©Clr’16
©Clr’16
©Clr’16
winter home
seasonal fixture rests
geared up for snow
Temperatures rose in the afternoon melting the snow in the streets adding puddles on the side that were not pedestrian friendly. She regretted wearing her white parka.
Yet, it was still pleasant walking in the mild weather just barely zero Celsius… no need to wear a hat was a nice treat to feel the wind blow in her hair; walking was slow due to the snow-covered sidewalks but still nice. Sidewalks are not plowed in most residential areas. A crow flew overhead and she noticed for the first time the thick winter nests for birds that were brave to stay here and not fly south.
snow dusted pine
cradling soft whiteness
dressed for winter
©Tournesol’16/01/16
Daily Moments Jan 16 2016 sensual sky haibun
Walking across the street, she almost tripped over her feet looking up admiring the moon. Despite the frigid air, she felt blessed watching beauty in the night sky.
look at you
seductive with your curve
beaming at me
that halo around you,
such cosmic grace
© Tournesol ’16/01/16
Daily Moments – Jan 16/16
January 14, daily moments Winter’s dress (Kikôbun)
The wind had died down yet the temperatures had dropped. Wrapped in her down-filled coat, fleece cagoule and studs clipped on her wool lined boots, she took her time walking from the Métro. Walking through the fresh fallen snow, felt like trudging through bushels of icing sugar…fluffy and white. She felt like a child again, kicking that fluff up and watching the weightless fluff spill over her boots.
Soft patches of ice hidden beneath the snow caught a few night walkers by surprise as they slipped; their bodies wobbling like circus clowns, yet refused to give in to gravity. “Ah, they were so young and agile”, she thought. She was quite pleased she had extra insurance to stay grounded on her walk home.
winter kimono
baby powder soft
pine’s Sunday’s best
© Tournesol ’16/01/14
January 13 Daily Moments – Shadow Play (troiku)
dragons prowl
shadows in the night
snow puffs soothe
dragons prowl
always one snowflake behind
can’t catch me
shadows in the night
tall and short circling me
my companion
snow puffs soothe
shimmering softly
winter’s gems
© Tournesol’16
January 12’16 Daily Moments- Winters of Yore (Haibun)
Walking across the mall’s parking lot she looked up at the glorious blue sky. The sun was hiding behind a tiny grey cloud, probably snow in that one. And then she saw a huge grey mass. It was where the snowploughs push the snow. In the past ten days, the lovely air we breathe in this city added its global charm.
sun plays peak- a- boo
grey puffs drifting
frowning at our air
unforgiving images
masking the universe
Viewing her photos the dreary mountain disgusts her. The wonderful thing about art and photography is that one can alter eyesores to more delightful landscapes.
brush dipped in pale hues
shading hills innocent and pure
O winters of yore!
– or –
pleasing to the eyes
softening harsh realities
soothing to the soul
© Tournesol ’16/01/12
Tournesol dans un Jardin 