Niagara Falls (troibun)

red rock waterfall
into emerald pools
cedar incense

water blackened rocks
falling with the waterfall
some of them

chipped rock
the shape of water
falling

white rim
on black rock light falling
with the water

Image result — (c)ShutterBox – Niagara Falls, Onatrio

The first time she visited Niagara Falls, she was a teenager, visiting him. Returning thirty years later, brought back old wounds not quite healed. The falls were famous for honeymooners and lovers but that day, they were more…

rumbling falls
pouring out her soul
mist shielding tears

rumbling falls
rainbow curtain
above white ruffles

pouring out her soul
melting cruel memories
softens the heart

mist shielding tears
cleansing
liberating

©Tournesol’16

Shawbridge creek (haibun)

summer creek
the fish in me getting
fish kisses

summer-hot hills
folding together
dry creek beds

without a boat
crossing the creek
pine shadow wind

She has such fond memories up North in Shawbridge, now called Prévost at the family cottage. It was built by her great grandfather who arrived from Ballybunion,Ireland in the late 19th century. They called this summer place, Kilarney Cottage and it could house at least twenty people with nine bedrooms and only one bathroom in the kitchen downstairs. The house was next to a clear water creek. Children as well as grownups loved to skip the rocks in the creek. If you slipped, you got a startle from the frigid water. She remembers screaming with delight when she managed to skip more than ten rocks. Tucked in bed late at night, the adults still partying downstairs. The fresh cool air and sound of the running water from the creek muffled the laughter and clinking of glasses.

icy water flows
fish splashing at sundown
roaring creek lulls

in the dead of night (troibun)

midnight blue ink
river flows
writing sorrows

midnight blue ink
mocking muses
running off stories

river flows
blending old and current
muddied waters

writing sorrows
drowning at dawn
so boring and trite

Writing about twilight inspired her stay in that moment and wait by the river as dusk turned to twilight and twilight turned to midnight…the wee hours of the night when thoughts rushing in the mind seem to take over and rambling reflections start shouting and the subconscious takes on a life of its own. Yet, wisdom deciphers what is and what is not…

©Tournesol’16

Your Responses: Senryu vs. Haiku

A beautiful post with stunning senryu included by Alan Summers…must read!

Charlotte Digregorio's Writer's Blog

Here are the responses from “Senryu vs. Haiku,” a recent post. The responses were brief with the exception of the one by Alan Summers who was obviously impassioned by the topic. Please read until the end, as there are many large spacing gaps in WordPress.

David Boyer:

Personally, I think the senryu designation is unnecessary. After all, it’s all nature, human or otherwise.

marion:

I often have problems distinguishing between the two, Charlotte (as I did here on your blog last week). I am sometimes concerned that I will label a poem incorrectly and look foolish: you have now given me a license to stop
worrying about this!
I enjoy writing both forms, but find haiku slightly easier as I feel a senryu has to contain an element of wit, irony or dark humour, and this can often take some work to get right. Although I’m sure it’s…

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30 days of haiga September 18 to 20th

autumn harvest
apples and pumpkins
my city sunflower
blossoms mid September
I wait so patiently

18- 2016-018-30doh Prompt: apples

traces
linger on her kimono
scent of lavender

(c)Tournesol’16

19- 2016-019-30doh [for Sept. 19]prompt: blue or lavender

memories drift
first red record player
melancholy stays

20- 2016-020-30doh [for Sept. 20] prompt: red

30 days of haiga with Rick at 19 Planets Blog Art

web of love

even
intricate details
need mending

(c)Tournesol,16

mindless love
may set you free,
just a leap of faith
from time to time
a frog turns into a prince

Haiku Horizons: mend, frog

30 Days of Haiga (September 11 to 17th)

30 Days of Haiga – Sepbember 11th to 17th at 19 Planets Art Blog

absorbed
stubby fingers drop a stitch
Grand-Maman soothes

September 11, 2016 Prompt: grandmother, grandfather or grandparents

a mother’s keepsakes
masterpieces
from her children

GrandMaman
reading my tea leaves
in the kitchen

September 13, 2016 Prompt: found in a kitchen

setting sail
looking for lost promises
autumn breeze

(c)Tournesol’16

September 14, 2016 Prompt: from the movie “To Catch A Thief” or boats

exploring paths
safely
wind at my back

(c)Tournesol’16

September 15, 2016 Prompt: (felt) hats or hats

Harvest Moon

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

(Troiku)
above the smoke
suspended
the moon

above the smoke
peering over steel wings
harvest moon

suspended
daunting darkness shields the moon
my heart stops

the moon
not above, but just beside me
brings me home

suspended
daunting darkness shields the moon
my heart stops

Sept. 16, 2016 Prompt: full moon—without the word “full”
[in haiku the word “full” is rarely used because it is understood. in other words when you see the word “moon” in haiku it means “full moon”. all other kinds of “moon” are given a specific name: new moon, super moon, three quarter moon etc.]