
hymns breeze at dawn,
abbey lauds in quest of
the Holy Spirit
~
(American Sentence)
Be mindful of your quest, for you may be chasing only at the wind
© Tournesol’14
Poetry ~ Waka

autumn gusts
shudder ripples
on the river
~
rafales d’automne
frémissent des risées
sur le fleuve

seasonal rains
turn muddy paths into
frozen puddles
~
heading home last night
my cane slips on a patch,
leaves had turned to mulch
© Tournesol ’14
Carpe Diem Ghost Writer #33, Richard Wright on Autumn by Jen of Blog It Or Lose It

With snow-filled sidewalks, I’m forced to walk home on the street. Snow plows were only clearing main arteries and our bus skidded a few times across le Pont Champlain. Challenging snow drifts made me only appreciate more, the crunch crunch underfoot upon virgin snow.
© Tournesol ’14
Carpe Diem Special Thomas Transtromer
Oak trees and the moon.
Light and mute constellations.
And the frigid sea
© Tomas Tranströmer

These two shots were taken on my way to my mother’s place last November. I stopped my car on the highway to take a shot on my left, this is the moon and on my right the sun was setting in splendour…cold evening but stayed out long enough to get a few shots.
Early moon rise
salutes shimmering star
through naked trees
© Tournesol ’14

A slight change to place “through” at the last line. Thank you, Kristjaan:) It flows smoothly.
At Carpe Diem the prompt is Chinese Bellflower (or Kikyo)
In researching a bit on the powers of the roots, I found that it is a perennial herb with saponins, the root of which is a bronchodilator and expectorant; it is used for abdominal pain, bronchitis, chest pain, colds, cough, diarrhea, oral abscesses, sore throat, tonsillitis. I can see how it is a sacred autumn flower with such properties as to cure many winter colds and bronchial infections. It truly is a beautiful flower, bell- shaped.

angels ring
bells of blue flora, reaping
herbal tonics
herbal tonics
bred from roots of bellflower
breath of fresh air
© Tournesol ’14/11/08
chanting a mantra,
light steals through darkness
hope of new day
*
filled with grace
sun shines on Mother Earth
dewdrops sparkle
© Tournesol ’14

arbres se fixent aux teintes
guident citernes sur la voie maritime
sous nuages sombres
trees cling to last hues
guide tankers on the seaway
under grim clouds
© Tournesol `14
Photos taken crossing le pont Champlain, these strips of land, one is a bike path leading to the Old Port of Montreal. Tankers sail along these waters as well.