
In the silence of the day
writing tales of such despair
quietens the soul
quietens the soul
misery released out in the air
sigh of gentle calm
©Tourneosl’17/09/02
Daily moments therapy of writing September 2 2017
Poetry ~ Waka

In the silence of the day
writing tales of such despair
quietens the soul
quietens the soul
misery released out in the air
sigh of gentle calm
©Tourneosl’17/09/02
Daily moments therapy of writing September 2 2017

September enters
a million leaves applauding
sudden rising winds
September enters
wrapped in woolen shawl
under clear blue skies
a million leaves applauding
preparing for autumn’s playground
bed of crunchy leaves
sudden rising winds
flying hats and pleated skirts
whistling boys’ delight
©Tournesol’17/09/02
Daily Moments September 2 2017 rising winds ~ troiku
The circumstances of life will always keep changing. Change is nature’s unchanging law. However, it is we who make experiences bitter or sweet — our mind and our attitude. As long as we are unable to bring our mind under our control, sorrow will continue to hunt us down. However, once the mind comes under our control, then no problem or tragedy can devastate or paralyze us. In reality, the foundation of happiness is gratitude. When the mind becomes filled with gratitude, we will spontaneously become happy.” -Amma in New Jersey, June 29, 2017.
Living, Learning and Letting Go
Ganesh Celebrations

I have continued to attend the Ganesh bhajans in the Kalari from 9 to 10 each evening. I love, love, love the high intensity, ecstatic music. The only reason I’m not sad that it will end on Sunday is that Onam and Krishna’s birthday are coming soon.
I love participating in the procession that goes to a nearby temple on Krishna’s birthday. The college students and brahmacharis do the same style of singing on that occasion that I’m hearing during Ganesh’s celebration, so I have that to look forward to. However, I’m also keeping in mind that the last time I was in Amritapuri on Krishna’s birthday, my back went out a few days before the big day and I couldn’t participate. I frequently remind myself that tomorrow’s not promised and do the best to make the most of today.
Onam
A few days ago, I heard someone…
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They walked along the riverside silently. Occasionally he would put his arm around her waist making sure she did not trip over the mounds on the grass. This would be there last time on the property. So many years passed. So many memories. A lifetime of giggles, squeals and splashing, crying and shouting echo on the water like a thousand and one ghosts. She turns her head slightly to look at her lifetime mate.
liquid blues gaze
once upon a lifetime
her heart still flip flops
©Tournesol’2017/08/30

Daily moments – August 30th – lifetime replayed one last time (haibun)

all day long she waits,
just one stroke of affection
my feline friend
©Tournesol’17/08/29
Daily Moments – August 29 2017 Waiting (Senryu)
On the drive home she remembered she had purchased an album last month and she connected her Iphone to the car radio all the way home.
lost in thought
half moon hears her chant
purging despair
purity of voice
filling every fibre of her soul
Mahakatha
©Tournesol’17/08/29
Daily Moments releasing negativity August 28 2017 Haibun

Saying goodbye can be so painful and that is what she did at the train station this evening. Idle chatter filled their last hour sitting on the platform waiting for the train. When the whistle blew, LAST CALL…they both stopped talking. They stared at each other for the longest two minutes without exchanging one word. Their eyes searched into each other’s soul, trying to transcribe those heavy thoughts. Their eyes swam in painful puddles…tears rolling down their cheeks…still, not a word.
The train’s engine started up and they simply hugged each other tightly for a brief moment and he picked up his valise and turned towards the train, never looking back.
Rather than take a cab home, she decided to walk the 10 kilometre passage on foot.
piercing emptiness
tearing at her heart
tears spill from heaven
©Tournesol’147/08/29
Written for MindLoveMiserysMenagerie – Photo Challenge

Whenever she feels mystical shifts in her mind’s eye she simply allows images to tell their own story.Dusting off old narratives, a surge of waves of old and new dance together playing “catch-me-if-can” until they marry and lock onto a fresh canvas waiting for the artist’s inspiration…
thoughts linger
draped in cobwebs
quieting the mind
thoughts linger
weightless joy
makes her smile
draped in cobwebs
secrets of the night
lie in wait
quieting the mind
rhythmic waves
reaching nirvana
~
Aw the mind!
offers such sweet passages
to explore
©Tournesol’17/08/27
Daily moments – August 27th 2017 sweet travels (troibun) – and at Linda G Hill’s Stream of Conciousness Saturday (SoCS) and the prompt is “when”
Chevrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai asks us to write inspired by this painting by Paul Klee

(Troiku)
in the beginning
cold and warm collide
breathing into life
in the beginning
in every shape and colour
so much promise
warm and cold collide
trust and betrayal
narrowing options
breathing into life
meaning of life refined
leading to the light
©Tournesol’17/08/26
A Troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chevrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai