compassion’s desires (haibun)

To scratch an itch is certainly a need although one may feel wanting, filled with the urge to scratch.  If you’ve ever had chicken pox, measles or hives, you will get my drift here (smiles)  But what changes a want to a need? I am sure the answer is quite subjective as I think of my past desire to meet the famous hugging saint, Amma, (Mata Amritanandamayi) but once I did experience her warm embrace at a retreat, it did change me more than I had ever imagined.

Amma is known for her embrace but also for her compassion and humanitarianism
Amma is known for her embrace but also for her compassion and humanitarianism

wanting heart,
a saint’s embrace kissed my soul
my needs fulfilled

As I ponder on this “needs/wants” discussion, I can’t help but contemplate on Man’s Search for Meaning by Victor Frankl. Love being the basic need to survive and thrive.

We also hear that there is no greater love than love for self. I find I love myself more and more when I love others, when I can help others. There must be some meaning in this for look at anyone in the world who lives a life of serving. I am far from such a person, being still selfish in many ways and content with my North American comforts. But look around at anyone who you’ve seen helping others. The smile of compassion and satisfaction is ever present on their faces.  The image of Amma comes to mind again when I see her smiling at her devotees, even after sixteen hours in a crowded room.

compassion’s longings
serving yields such precious gems
intrinsic needs met

© Tournesol ’16/01/08

Written for Challenge for growth prompts: Needs vs wants at LivingLearningandLettingGo

Daily Moments – Jan. 8/2016 Hasty Dawn (Haibun)

Once winter’s solstice has passed, life seems more promising.  In spite of the short days, dark mornings and early dusk, we know that each day there will be a slight change…baby steps but still, It is encouraging.  This morning, she notices dawn was five minutes earlier than a few days ago.  Sunset is fifteen minutes earlier than Christmas day.  Each extra moment of daylight counts as one looks forward to spring.

despite sub-zeros
luminosity hastens
dawn stirs hope

© Tournesol ’16/01/08

Daily Moments

finding comfort (haiku)

after months at sea
docking home at last
finds his true love

ragoût et tourtière
souvenirs de ma grand-mère
bien-être retrouvé

saisie par l’arôme
cannelle et chaussons aux pommes
souvenirs de son passé

scents cast memories
apple pie and cinnamon
found from her past

© Tournesol’16/01/06

Haiku Horizons “find”

Daily Moments – Jan 6’16 (haibun)

©Clr'16/01/06
©Clr’16/01/06

She sits draped in fleece admiring a nature’s morning splendour. The eye could capture only hundreds of shades and nuances…a human lens shooting in slow motion. She smiles with pride. One must  witness the slightest changes to appreciate the glory of it all; she felt lured, this frigid morning, by an omnipresence. In reverent silence, she recites her mantra before this sacred panorama.

©Clr'16/01/06
©Clr’16/01/06

O mystical one
rise above the horizon
shine on me

© Tournesol’16/01/06

Daily Moments

les petits joies dans la vie (haiku)

Written to Carpe Diem’s Joy of living:

she and I
in front of the fireplace
enjoying life

© Chèvrefeuille

les joies de vivre

sunset promenade
walking hand in hand
muted applause
~
butterfly wings 
flutter on his hand
they shudder
~
baby’s first steps
proud parents cheer,
tears in their eyes

© Tournesol’16/01/05

Daily moments Jan 5 2016- Morning Glory ( Haibun )

© Clr’16/01/05 7:35

Watching the sun rise at 7:30 she notices a seamless grey surround the sun. She sighs at this beauty despite the grey backdrop only accentuates the splendour of that golden sphere. After settling at her desk with a fresh cup of java, she notices the heavy grey is lifting and white patches of curvy billows and large splashes of blue appear in the sky. She marvels as the The artist paints a series of images on  heavenly canvas.

© Clr’16/01/05 8:34

morning glory
transformations of beauty
I bow my head

© Tournesol’16/01/05

après ski (haibun)

They skied all day on Mont Tremblant.  The slopes had crusty patches from the thaw and freeze during les fêtes,  and they laughed together as they tumbled more than once. Later that evening, in their chalet, they clink their glasses of warm sweet wine.

on bearskin rug
less cold, sipping caribou
après ski

© Tournesol ’16/01/04

nuit de rêve (haiku)

Our host, Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem gave us a photo to inspire our imagination and paint what we see with our words.

http://yourlife.org.uk/wp-content/uploads/2015/08/shooting-stars-photos-5.jpg

poussière d’ange
cantiques lumineuses
dans la voie lactée

angel dust
radiant incantations
in the milky way

© Tournesol ’16/01/04

fire in the sky (haibun – daily moments)

© Clr ’16/01/04

The cold air awakened her. It was minus 22C and she just could not seem to warm her room this morning. She shuffled to the living room in her fleece robe de chamre. The sun rising slowly, catches her attention.

(troiku)

dawn of day
winter sky
seems less cold

dawn of day
ball of fire
slow rise

winter sky
melts with burning glow
that golden star

seems less cold
sky’s ablaze
warming hearts

© Tournesol ’16/01/04

January 4th/16 Daily Moments and CDHK Shoukan (less cold)

the annunciation (troiku)

At the Secret Keeper, the weekly writing prompts are the following words:

WAIT | MEET | TEAR | ACCEPT | CEASE | which you can write various forms of poetry or flash fiction 300 to 500 words.

 I decided to write a Troiku (a new haiku form created by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, one of my favourite waka forms.

The annunciation

© CLR 2016
© CLR 2016

(Troiku)

last Christmas Eve
it waits upon a crooked fence
a crow eyes its prey

last Christmas Eve
dark skies meet a mother’s grief
crushed – she must accept

waiting on the crooked fence
a mother’s relentless tears
will never cease

a crow eyes its prey
poor pinky* squeals for mercy
mother’s howl of woe

© Tournesol ’16/01/04

*pinky = baby mouse