Mother Nature’s scorn Haibun  Day 4 NaPoWriMo

If ever there was a month to be described as cruel, November should be the one.  The colours of amber, gold and red have fallen to their death.  The rains are cold and the winds penetrate through overcoats.  It is so difficult finding a way to stay warm.

November 1st, All Saints’ Day follows Halloween which is a colourful, albeit scary at times, day.  But the eve of November is filled with sweets, dancing, parties, dressing up for all ages and feeling youthful.

She used to love to dress up walking her children to trick or treat giving the excuse she didn’t want anyone to recognize her and give more to her  children…hogwash! she was just taking care of her inner child and loved the dressing up and disguising her face as much as the children did.

© Clr'15 Me in 2008 at work
© Clr’15 Me in 2008 at work

And then, the month of November followed…dark too early moving back to regular time…why the heck did they advance it to begin with?  Saskatchewan is one province that makes sense with keeping regular time all year round; the shock would not be so bad!! It is so cruel from one day to the next the sun sets two hours earlier!! The days are shorter, and rarely snow on the ground until end of the month or December making it dark, damp and depressing…there you go, 3D’s = cruel month.

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nature’s cruel charade
November
teatime in the dark

(c) Tournesol ’16-04-04

Day 4 NaPoWriMo 2016

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C is for crescent (Blogging from A to Z) haibun

Looking up at the sky she smiles having a sense  the moon is smiling down on her. There is this pull that gravity resists and yet, if only she could, she would fly up above the stars and seek comfort in the arms of that man on the moon.


walks in dark alleys
crescent moon
still, glows on her path

© Tournesol ’16/04/04

Blogging from A to Z

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one by one (Haibun) NaPoWriMo 2016 Day 3

 

© Clr'15 Rivière Richelieu, Chambly, Qc.
© Clr’15 Rivière Richelieu, Chambly, Qc.

Sitting on the riverbank, she feels the coolness of the rapids and gently drowns in the moment…

riverbed rumbles
swallows chirp while gulls screech
one melody

Thoughts that tear her spirit, slowly slip into the water, flowing with the current, mending her soul.

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exhales effortless
bittersweet sentiments
drowning one by one

drowning one by one
sinking to the bottom
change in due time
turning one by one
 harmless pebbles

© Tournesol ’16/04/03

NaPoWriMo 2016 Day 3

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At one (haibun)

© Clr’16

She writes a haiku listening to Carlos Nakai playing the flute…the sound of earth`s spirit is consuming, seeping into her whole being. Looking at her feline friend, she smiles calling out to her and asking her if she is, too, enjoying the sounds of nature.

The music video is playing on the screen and her feline friend looks at her questioningly, then turns towards the sound…she wonders if her furry friend can see  the breathtaking images of mountains, streams, waterfalls and fauna.

©Clr’16

high notes float
like a song bird coos
one refrain

one refrain
hypnotic and peaceful
cat in a trance

© Tournesol’16/04/03

Daily Moments ~ April 3, 2016 – at one with sound  (haibun)

Haiku Horizons prompt today is “one”

a family portrait (loon) Day 2 NaPoWriMo

(loon)

Mother Nature holds
in her arms
me and creation

me and creation
universe
connected as one

connected as one
me with child
whole with babe inside

whole with babe inside
then you came
smiled your perfect smile

smiled your perfect smile
lovingly
all our hearts melted

all our hearts melted
your sister
came along later

came along later
with kinfolks
four generations

four generations
ten more years
before GrandMère passed

before GrandMère passed
we were whole
nothing unravelled

nothing unravelled
death unglued
family changed anew

family changed anew
life goes on
perpetual change

perpetual change
unswerving
but still, comforting

© Tournesol’16/04/02

Written for NaPoWriMo – Family Portrait

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lune (NaPoWriMo April 1 2016- Day 1)

NaPoWriMo 

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.

 

chasing the wind
Chasing the wind on Lake Ontario, Oakville

 

 

shadowing the wind
noontime lull
under hazy skies

© Tournesol ’16/04/01

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B is for Burst, budding (Blogging from A to Z Challenge) troibun

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…

golden afternoon

soleil étincelant
malgré nuages menaçants
la lumière emporte

 

b is for burst of sunshine

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

a creative process (troibun)

Late evenings she sits at her antique desk waiting. It was a test of patience that her creative mind endured every night.

by the window
holds her mother’s vintage pen
under lit candle

by the window
signs of a summer’s breeze
a flame flutters

holds her mother’s vintage pen
waiting for her muse to write
words of her own

under lit candle
waits to untangle letters,
like a magic potion

© Tournesol’16/04/01

Written for 5 words prompted at the Secret Keeper:
TEST | POTION | MUSE | OWN | SIGN |

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A is for Azure (blogging from A to Z)

Blogging from A to Z is ON!! I will be using this challenge sometimes,  as my Daily Moments to write waka…either a haibun, troibun or simply a troiku or cascading haiku…

Two days of rain and I still refuse to let that shade my mood when azure skies were so breathtaking Easter Sunday…ah to sit on the deck at my daughter’s home and pretend I was 30 something and the kids were little. Me on the deck worshiping the sun, the kids in the sandbox…life was so darn simple then or that is what I feel thinking back. Was it really simple? I sure enjoyed relaxing and even dipping my bare feet in the sand. Making mud pies was fun too!

(troiku)
feet soaking in mud
feeling such simple pleasures
precious memories

feet soaking in mud
twitching toes giggling
with delight

feeling such simple pleasures
warmth of golden sun
in that azure sky

precious memories
set forever
in stone

© Tournesol ’16/04/01

Daily Moments – Azure (troibun)

Blogging from A to Z – A is for Azure

lovers’ dreams (troibun)

Walking with a spring in her feet, she chanted softly feeling so free.  People sitting on park benches…couples confabulating

(troiku)

golden glow
love is in the air
faces flushed

golden glow
radiance
at is best

love is in the air
l’air du printemps
amour du jour

faces flushed
fanaticising
erotic bliss

© Tournesol ’16/03/30

Daily Moments ~ March 30, 2016  lovers’ dreams