C R A C K! B O O M!
Heart does a summersault
Heavens aglow
It was hard to settle the heart and she could not help but wonder, looking out at the dark grey sky how do people survive each day, who face darkness and sounds of gunfire and explosions? How naïve she feels…how blessed in her ignorance.
Peaceful day
One must count
Each blessing
One, two, three layers
Forming a halo
of colours
After an hour of thunder and rain, she steps out to see the sky smile at her
She woke up feeling so pumped from her morning’s reveries. And then she checked her email and social network and her heart felt so warm and fuzzy from wonderful comments from friends and colleagues celebrating her twenty year anniversary at her workplace.
sweet voice echoes
igniting spirits like fire
Mother spoke to her
joining friends and colleagues
thanking her for services
and yet,
feels like thanking them
to do what she loves
Day 119 and we are still living in this heatwave…35C but feels like 40C. Opening the patio door she wanted to step out and admire the flowers on her balcony…no, not today, she sighed and quickly slid the door shut to keep the cool air inside. Feeling bless she could sit in her living room or cook in her kitchen and still admire the beauty on the other side of the glass.
(c) Clr ‘7/10/2020
heart fills with love
looking fondly at such beauty
a gift from you
Getting her living room ready for a long overdue visit felt good. She mops the floor of dust and chat hairs; it is still quite hot outside at 28C, so she keeps the windows closed and AC on. Looking at her watch she decides to relax a bit before her visit but not before adding a touch of lipstick and then the chimes of her phone announce her virtual visit.
How her heart fills with joy chatting, laughing and just enjoying the visit with a person she met almost twenty years ago. After a long pleasant chat, she checks the air on her balcony and sighs with relief…finally turns the AC off and enjoys the quiet with the windows open, smelling the scent of new life.
Tree branches stretch
Belated foliage unfolds
soft breeze brings solace
I remember as a first time mom how much I questioned so much about the health and safety of our son. His first fall, I held him in my arms and cried with him…and cried some more even after he had stopped, whispering over and over, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry”.
Parents in general are very proud of their children and some also like to boast…”Oh, he said his first word at “blank”…or “Oh, your son still doesn’t have teeth? Mine has five already.” Most times, you try to shrug it off but once you get home you take out Dr. Spock or any other paediatric bible you have for reassurance.
I remember our paediatrician, who was a teacher at McGill and the Head of paediatrics at the Jewish General Hospital would take phone calls from worried moms every morning from 7:30 am to 8:00am. What a godsend! Once he replied to my question that our son’s teeth would be stronger if they come in later. Hmm, well, that reassured me. I tried not to boast too much except with my mom, of course. As a nana though I don’t hold back…grandparents have brag rights…it is WRITTEN…somewhere…:)
Today, it is May 15th and the lawns and landscapes are still quite bare. At least it is not snowing but it would be so nice to start having some greenery on those trees. I am not even asking for flowers…just leaves! But I must have patience and embrace the tiny signs of growth…
(c) Clr 2020/05/15
limbs in wait
blossoms spreading slowly
budding promise
late bloomers growing stronger
bringing hope to the world
Il semble approprié de placer mon beau bouquet de fleurs que mon fils et ma belle fille m’ont donné pour la fête des mères dans ma chambre juste à côté de la chaise de ma mère.Ce soir, je vais m’asseoir tranquillement en me bercant sur sa chaise et sentir sa présence.
se souvenir ce rire contagieux parfum de Givenchy pincement passionné des joues chuchoter, “Je t’aime ma chérie”
It seems fitting to place my beautiful bouquet of flowers my son and daughter gave me for Mother’s Day in my room right next to my mom’s chair. Tonight, I will sit quietly rocking in her chair feeling her presence.
reminiscing
that infectious laugh
scent of Givenchy
passionately pinching cheeks
whispering, “Love you darling”
Dômage les gens ne peuvent pas se réunir pour photographier comme tous les ans, mais la ville de Toronto qui a placer des cameras pour nous tous est une belle alternative…
Sadly people are not able to gather and photograph as they have each year, but the city of Toronto has placed cameras for all to see as a beautiful alternative.
vrai goût du printemps
étancher d’une pure beauté
fleurs de cerisier
true taste of spring
quench of sheer beauty
cherry blossoms
After two days of cleaning and washing she decides to go out for a walk. It was so warm all she needed was a light pullover. She filled her pockets with necessities: tissue, mask in a Ziploc bag, latex gloves, her health card and something she has never done before…she wrote up an Emergency card with her Allergy, contacts of her doctor, pharmacy, her two children on a business card. Now she felt better and put her keys around her neck and her mala beads.
She likes her street because everyone is respectful of social distancing. Not everyone smiles and answers her greeting, but that’s okay. When she turned onto another street she almost bumped into two young children on their bikes. One snickered and thought it was funny that they pretended to run into her. The first one made her chuckle thinking it was all innocent but she was disappointed that the parents did not even acknowledge her greeting or tell their child to be more careful. After the second child darted at her, she decided to walk very far from any future children on bikes. Maybe they see her as one of the main reasons for this lockdown. The media and politicians keep saying how this lockdown is to keep older people alive and she wonders if this is starting to feel like too much of a sacrifice for many. It is sad that people do not look at updates for there are many people between 25 to 45 that are testing positive and deaths are not high among this group but any death is too much, right?
She starts chanting her mantra silently and walking for about twenty minutes and then decides to change the Jazz on her phone to R & B. Suddenly her step matches the beat and each song she adds is just a bit faster. She is just soaking up music of Ben E. King, Daft Punk, The Four Tops and Santana… and after almost 4 K, then she chooses a slower beat to cool down and walks around the block twice before getting back into her condo.
Music picks her up
Feels her heart fly
High on endorphins
Clouds form shapes
Etched on blue canvas
Divine Artist paints
People chatting
Smiling and laughing
From a safe distance
Joy burgeons
Defying the enemy
Pure bliss wins
Ending her day with a video call warms her heart and she knows she will have a good night’s sleep tonight.
Connecting with loved ones
virtual home visits
Nature’s sedative
Tournesol dans un Jardin 