Poetry ~ Waka
After a week, she decided to declutter her bouquet of flowers, showing off only those that stood out…she smiled at the exposé
transformations
living things thrive to their own beat
change is just different
(c) Tournesol’16-03-27
Daily Moments ~ March 27 2016 Transformations
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
It is 18:16 and she can’t help but be reminded, He died over three hours ago over almost two thousand years ago. It has rained off and on today and it still remains cloudy…as it it should…
seems fitting
skies weep
as it should
seems fitting
raindrops mimicking
a mother’s sorrow
skies weep
mourning her son
wailing
as it should
Good Friday revisited
when sons die
She can’t help but be reminded of my best friend’s recent loss, January 28th…her son…she imagines every mother who has lost a son, every sibling who has lost a brother…loss of a cousin, nephew…and on and on and on…they feel the pain.
© Tournesol’16/03/25
(Troiku)
Linked together
chain of metaphors
…words
Linked together
a season, or
a lifetime
chain of metaphors
making sense of life
softening the blow
…words
in translation
ces mots cachés
(c) Tournesol ’16/03/25
Daily moments ~March 25/16 ~ metaphors (troiku )
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)
She frowns at her sunlit streaked window from a long winter’s grime. Stepping outside she feels the sun’s glow but, still too cool to make the windows squeal like giddy children.
In the meantime, she has plenty of work to do inside. She grabs a broom and eyes the corners of the ceiling in each room. The thought of uninvited guests make her want to scratch.
The front entrance is the next move. She unlocks the door and peaks to see if a neighbour is in the hallway before she steps out in her tattered old hoodie and black leggings.
lost in thought
broom raised automically
a dead fly falls
woven threads rip apart
spider – nowhere to be found
© Tournesol ‘16/03/22
The Secret Keeper 5 word prompt: web, lost, black, scratch, lock
(120 words)
Walking home tonight the wind was so cold. She was happy she had an extra sweater and her lighter winter coat was just warm enough but not toast. She walked faster to create more heat and by the time she got to the Métro she was fine but not so fine when her bus arrived across the bridge…brrrr
Moon meets Jupiter
cool breeze clings to winter
drat where are my gloves?
(c) Tournesol’16-03-22 Midnight
Daily Moments March 22/16 0:10 Jupiter Moon
One can feel the glow of the sun on the second day of spring despite the cool breeze. She looks out the patio window and sees how spring cleaning is overdue. Some things will have to wait until it is warmer like patio doors but still, it is refreshing to get a sense of renaissance…almost like those last hours of labour before childbirth.
spotty windows
sunshine showcases
a fly stirs
© Tournesol :16/03/20
Her son and daughter-in-law arrived March 20th, for a belated birthday brunch with an armful of assorted flowers. She was taken by surprise, expecting to eat out but never had she imagined such an array of beauty. Words of affection on the gift card warmed her heart. Several kinds of daisies with exuberant colours brought life to her living room and then her eyes set on those roses…
(Troiku)
ardent rose
crying devotion
her urge to write
ardent rose
breath of new life
filled with passion
crying devotion
first day of spring
ties renewed
her urge to write
a therapeutic process
soothes the soul
© Tournesol’16/03/21
Tournesol dans un Jardin 