What a surprise!
staring at her reflection
a dove smiles
&&&&&&&
Quelle surprise!
en regardant son reflet
une colombe sourit
(c) Tournesol ’18/07/25
Poetry ~ Waka
What a surprise!
staring at her reflection
a dove smiles
&&&&&&&
Quelle surprise!
en regardant son reflet
une colombe sourit
(c) Tournesol ’18/07/25
tic toc
pile of clothes await
A new home
tic toc
nagging cold impedes
still so much to do
pile of clothes await
pain of choosing
wisely
A new home
bathing suit and sunscreen
Mounted on wheels
© Tournesol ‘18/07/08
She arrived at work over two hours earlier than usual since she had appointments in the morning. Taking her time to settle at her workstation, she fires up her computer and decides to listen to some music on Youtube. This week is the Montreal International Jazz Festival and what better occasion to listen to jazz.
They were entering their first heatwave, so she started by listening to Summertime by Ella the Queen of Jazz and Soul along with other versions getting her acquainted to more singers and musicians. She vacillated from older masters of Jazz to today’s artists allowing the music to of another time carry her…
For the past few years, I am so mesmerized by this singer.
swept away
Coltrane whines mournfully
recalling another time
swept away
Unforgettable lines
crooned by Cole
Coltrane whines mournfully
piercing deep
into her soul
recalling another time
replaying over and over
Who’s Sorry Now
©Tournesol\’18/06/29
Daily Moments – Jazzy afternoon (troiku)
Who’s Sorry Now (A Cherita)
music brings her back seeing her heartbroken mother for months
coming home after school
remembering on the darkness with shades pulled down
hearing the sobbing voice
Connie Frances moans over and over and over
that unrelenting turntable
©Tournesol ’18/06/29

a day to cheer
Happy Birthday, Mom!
missing you each day
a day to rejoice
having you in my life
gift of your embrace
Happy Birthday Mom
celebrating memories
touching many hearts
missing you each day
treasuring each dream filled night
visits from you, Mom
©Tournesol’18/06/22

In honour of National Aboriginal Day – June 21 2018
BEATING TO THE DRUMS ( A TROIKU)
moved
by the flames
heart of a nation
moved
stories retold
by their elders
by the flames
dancing ‘round the campfire
echoes of their songs
heart of a nation
beating
to the drums
©Tournesol ’18/06/21
Tournesol is my nom de plume – Cheryl-Lynn Roberts
It is a special week this week. June 21st – Summer Solstice, as well at National Aboriginal Day – and my mother’s birthday June 22nd…to me also means honouring her life.
mesmerized
all night long
by the flames
mesmerized
looking out towards the sky
shooting stars
all night long
once upon
a summer solstice
by the flames
your eyes dancing
melting my heart
©Tournesol ’18/06/20

Nature’s friend
Savouring fragrance and calm
On a blossom
An interlude
Away from the cacophony
© Tournesol’18/06/10
Written for HaikuHorizons’ prompt: friend & load
With mute compassion
Listens to her unburden
Defines a friend
With mute compassion
In the name of the Father
Hears our confessions
Listens to her unburden
Embracing her in her arms
Whispering, “There, there.”
Defines a friend
intrinsically
Knows when she hurts
© Tournesol ‘18/06/10
Daily moments June 7
Rumbling sounds
Ready to burst
Heaving
Rumbling sounds
Bowling balls
Hitting ten pins
Ready to burst
Opening to the sun
Blossoms
Heaving rain clouds
Like gasping for air
Hear her wheezing
(C) Tournesol’18/06/08
Butterfly
Suckling sweet nectar
Flowers in bloom
A moment in time
Embrace it or lose it
Billows floating
Fluffy and full burst with joy
through a window
A moment in time
Embrace it or lose it
A newborn
Staring perplexed
his tiny fist
Sticks it in his mouth
Knows not it’s part of him
Watching him, she sighs
Don’t miss those moments
Embrace them or lose them
Daily reflections. June 4, 2018 a moment in time