Poetry ~ Waka
Walking home last night she slowed her pace to enjoy watching snowflakes falling softly. She had missed the full moon the night before and knew it would still be quite full unless it was hidden by those snow clouds.
full moon chasing stars
snowflake brushed her cheek
behind swirly clouds
©Tournesol ’16/01/25
Daily Moments January 25, 2016
this cold moon
greets me
through frigid limbs
©Tournesol ’16/01/22
mist over hot springs –
his fingers pull the sash,
her silk kimono
©Tournesol’16/01/25
She looked beside her on the bench beside where her feline friend was falling asleep all comfy in her bed. Just as she raised her phone to show off her friend, it was as if she had antennae…
respect is key
feline courtesy when asleep,
do not disturb!
She resumed her reading and glanced now and then, envious of her little friend who had drifted back so easily to another world…
dazed and confused
catnap’s treasured dreams
three blind mice
© Tournesol ’16/01/24
Daily Moments Jan 24 2016
winter breeze
diamonds on open fields
eyelashes glisten
bedded river
still
ships pass in the night
©Tournesol ’16/01/23
Daily Moments – January 23 2016
droplets weep
on the Great Buddha
first morning
©Tournesol’16/01/22
Carpe Diem Special #193 Revise That Haiku … a trip along memory lane
Daibutsu no katahada no yuki toki ni keri
the snow has melted
on one shoulder
of the Great Buddha
© Shiki
winters spent
making fun outdoors,
taste anew indoors
winters spent
under the first full moon
skating on the lake
making fun outdoors
skiing and tobogganing
giant snow angels
taste anew indoors
Saki by the fire
savouring Basho
©Tournesol’2016/01/22
Daily Moments January 22, 2016
mallets pound madly
vice grip tightens the brain
nocturnal omen
(c) Tournesol’16-01-21
Daily moments – Jan 21/16
madly – nocturnal – omen
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.
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.
rolling the dice
little or no control
death and dying
once felt luck of the draw
right to die changes the stakes
© Tournesol ’16/01/19
Tournesol dans un Jardin 
