Daily moments September 25, 2019 “missing Dom’ ” ~Troibun

 

You know how the smells of certain food, the images of certain things like flowers or sounds like a song all bring you back in time reminding you of that special someone?  Time stops for a moment to allow you to place yourself back with that person. That is what was happening today as she waited by the stove preparing her lunch. 

The eggs were simmering over roasted garlic and rice.  It would take a few minutes longer, she knew, but they would be “just right”, like that amazing omelette she had years ago in her friend’s kitchen in St Basil le Grand.  She remembers sitting at the counter and chatting with her as she would go back and forth leisurely but expertly, to the stove, preparing their brunch.

miss her smile
warm and genuine hugs
shimmering baby blues

miss her smile
sharing joys of music
blues and indie songs

warm and genuine hugs
former colleague that became her friend
on her first shift

shimmering baby blues
telling so many stories
spill with emotion

© Tournesol ‘19/09/25

Daily moments September 25, 2019  missing Dom’   Troibun

Godspeed Stéphanie!

rooftop sunset
(c) Clr’19 Rooftop sunset on de Gaspé, Mile End

Another person’s leaving and I can’t help but feel sad today, thinking back on that sparkle in her eyes when she first started. Watching the complicities and banters her night team had together was touching. Enjoying her photos of vacation spots exploring the world with her partner, was my way of living vicariously through a select few people I admire here.

And as if, those eyes could not take ‘shimmer’ to another level, blossoming into a beautiful woman and mother. For those who ‘get it’ when you look at your child and your heart wants to burst through your chest, there is so much love there, one could see this so clearly on her whole being as well.

Something changes dramatically when you have a child. Seeing her reminded me how those days when I returned to work with my first born. Work took second place and slowly I became to carve a new path for myself… a turning point that took a long time but brought me to my place, my passion, I still have today.

Over time, that sparkle dimmed in her eyes when she returned and I could see how she too was slowly weaving a new tapestry that would include her true self, her family and her passion. A place to breathe and feel valued and recognize the light around her again. And so, selfishly I am sad to see her go, I truly, get it.

This time it is not a new chapter but a new book. Remember how those first pages are gleaming and welcome a new story?  This is her new narrative etched with her passion and dedication to herself, her family and to those new souls who will benefit from her professionalism, her expertise, her savoir-faire and mostly her kindness.

summer waves goodbye
autumn announces change, yet…
vibrant and alive

Godspeed, Stéphanie!

© Tournesol ‘19/09/20

September 20 2019 Daily moments, Godspeed Stéphanie Haibun

last hurrah (troiku) Daily Moments September 19 2019

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(c) Clr ’19

Time and time again
Cold creeps into the night
Summer’s end

Time and time again
Seasons return on schedule
Fall’s vivid colours

Cold creeps into the night
Blessed with sun and warmth
Last day of Summer

summer’s end
leaving with a last hurrah
tropical weekend

© Tournesol ‘19/09/19

Genjuan International Haibun Contest 2020

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We are pleased to announce that the Genjuan International Haibun Contest 2020 will be open for submissions from Oct. 1 till Jan. 31 (arriving a couple of days late is usually OK). This year we have a new Officer, Yaeno Azuchi, and therefore a new address: 53-56 Izumigawa-cho, Shimogamo, Sakyo-ku, Kyoto 606-0807, Japan. Much gratitude goes to her predecessor in Hyogo, Eiko Mori, for many years of bright, efficient service.

We also have two new Judges, both haiku poets: Akiko Takazawa & Sean O’Connor. Akiko, a disciple of Murio Suzuki (1919-2004), leads the Karinka 花林花 group and lectures on haiku at NHK Gakuen in Tokyo. She is also a fine translator of haiku, both Japanese into English and vice versa. Sean is the author of Even the Mountains – Five Years in a Japanese Village, amongst other memorable books, and has a good grasp of the Japanese view of…

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ladies are wild Haibun Daily Moments Sept 11 2019

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Some people have friends over for coffee or tea; others meet at a coffee shop or restaurant. But today, these lovely ladies met at a food court to play cards. How sweet is that? Once in a while another group of women would pop by their table to talk and laugh. She couldn’t understand because they were speaking something other than French or English but they sure were having a grand time!


kings, queens
party at their weekly haunt
jokers are wild

© Tournesol ‘19/09/11

they sure don’t give up (haibun)

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It was a pleasant afternoon and the temperature was just perfect for a September walk. She felt the energy of the sun but the breeze of the season, walking through the thicket on her way to work.

mid September songs
shrill of perseverance
cicadas don’t give up

© Tournesol ‘19/09/12

September 12th daily moment

Wordless Wednesday

in haste in autumn (troiku)

Squirrels scurry
September harvests robbed
Crows caw

Squirrels scurry
Up the old oak tree
Cheeks never lie

September harvests
Robbing this and that
Little critters

Crows caw
giant straw doll bends forward
Middle of the field

© Tournesol ‘19/09/20

too many sad stories (solo no renga)

Listening
weeping their sad stories
most days and night

trying to mend broken hearts
any way I can

weighing their words
tears run down my cheek
too many hurt souls

(c) Tournesol ‘2019/09/7
Written for SoCS: prompt weigh, way, or whey  https://lindaghill.com/2019/09/06/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-sept-7-19/

Greener pastures [daily moments Sept 7 2019] TROIKU

trees
(c) Clr ‘

Sometimes
love it when it rains
It just seems greener

Sometimes
Nature has its way
Cleansing Mother Earth

love it when it rains
Steady drums on a tin roof
Nature’s lullaby

It just seems greener
Such fickle misconnections
of the other side

© Tournesol ‘19/09/07