Poetry ~ Waka
It’s National Poetry Writing Month NaPoWriMo 2016 here and luckly I saw Rich Daddario’s beautiful lune/haiga today on Facebook.
So here is my first attempt to Day 1 for April 1, 2016 – a Lune.
shadowing the wind
noontime lull
under hazy skies
© Tournesol ’16/04/01
What a sight to see those dark clouds in the late afternoon! She thought for sure there would be a thunderstorm. She waited with anticipation since the sun was still out, there would surely be a rainbow. And so, she waited…
soleil étincelant
malgré nuages menaçants
la lumière emporte
burst of golden sun
despite foreboding clouds
light shall prevail
burst of golden sun
quenching spring growths
budding promise
despite foreboding clouds
none to fear, but
cleansing rain
light shall prevail
shimmering diamond flecks,
morning dew
© Tournesol’16/04/02
Daily Moments April 2 2016 Burst of sunshine troibun
Written for Blogging from A to Z
She sat by the shore watching the sailboats and listening to the sounds of nature. So many decisions to make and each impacted on people she loved. Her mind echoed should and should not`s so loud that she finally took a few deep breaths and slowly turned to her breath. She closed her eyes in quiet contemplation and mediated soaking up the warmth of the morning sun. Feeling calmer, she looks out at the ducks and swans and nature provided her with an answer.
white swan
opening its wings in flight
seeking solace
© Tournesol ’16/03/26
Well, what will it be today…weather forecasters are like gamblers, never really knowing what to predict…wind, cold but the test is who will foresee kinds of precipitations these days… She prepares her bag before going to work adding safety measures to be able to challenge the moods of Mother Nature.
(troiku)
spring elements
white powdered footpaths
unpredictable
spring elements
moments of gusty winds
streams of golden rays
white powdered footpaths
clings to the past in silence
no one’s listening
unpredictable
cruel and vindictive
like a scorned lover
© Tournesol ’16/03/24
Daily Moments ~ March 24 2016 ~Moody Mother (Troibun)
spring is here
cleaning off the rust
workout
workout
one – two – push-ups
bathed in golden glow
bathed in golden glow
peaceful contemplation
getting to bliss
© Tournesol’16
Daily Moments ~ March 23 2016 getting to bliss (haiga)
restless night
daisies and roses dipped in hues
fruitful moments
© Tournesol’16/03/20
Daily Moments ~ March 20/16 insightful dreams
floral enchantment
warm surprise wishes
mother’s heart swells
(c) Tournesol ’16-03-19
Daily Moments March 19 -16 Floral bliss
grey skies
April showers in March
early spring cleaning
© Tournesol ’16
Daily Moments ~ March 14-16 ~ spring cleaning
Getting on to the bus, she shuffled with her cane and asked the young man behind the bus driver for his seat. It is a seat designated for visually impaired or those with limited movement. She would have taken a seat further but her backpack was heavy and there is a shelf to place bags next to that seat. The young man had his ear buds on, on and looked at her and barked, “there are plenty of other seats!” with a smug look on his face. She noticed a seat further down so she took her bag off her shoulders and placed it next to the man and shuffled off to another seat. An older woman looked at her with a look of fear in her eyes. Now that really irked her for she felt that some older and more frail men and women felt intimidated by this behaviour.
society
rendering vulnerable –
exposed
She sat down and took out her beaded bracelet and decided to chant her mantra silently. All the while trying to “let it go”. It was not easy at first for responses like “What would your mother think about your behaviour? Would you treat your grandmother like that?” But then she was thinking he came from a bad place emotionally and was perhaps hurting…maybe angry at the world. After completing her mantra she could gradually feel a sense of relief, she then chanted in her mind a mantra wishing happiness to the world, thinking of this angry, rude young man.
Om, Lokah Samastah Sukhino Bhavantu
Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanti
When she stepped off the bus the young man was behind her and had to pause so she could hold on to the side of the bus to avoid stumbling (like she did last year and fell flat on her face). She noticed he had very fashionable and expensive clothes on and shook her head in dismay at his lack of education and consideration for others.
Getting on the Métro, she was saddened looking at the inside of the train…
monikers scream
claiming territory
with a vengeance
© Tournesol ’16/02/21
Daily Moments ~ Feb 21/16
LOKAH SAMASTAH SUKHINO BHAVANTHU
“May all beings everywhere be happy and free and may the thoughts, words and actions of my own life contribute in some way to that happiness and to that freedom for all.” Shanti: Peace
icicles melt
tears of mistreated children
searching sun’s glow
listening with compassion
pillars shimmer promise
©Tournesol ’16/02/21
Tournesol dans un Jardin 