yesterday’s secrets (troiku)

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standing by her mate,
yesterday’s secrets scream
caked with Maybelline

standing by her mate
poised
submissive

yesterday’s secrets scream
not a soul can hear
driving her insane

caked with Maybelline
years of practice
hiding his fury

©Tournesol’17/09/09

Written for Haiku Horizons, Prompt is ”Cake”

A Troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

laughter (troiku)

© Caroline Michaud Photographe

long ago memories
lighthearted and free spirited
always made her smile

long ago memories
pretending to be so confident
trembling in her skin

lighthearted and free spirited
if only she’d caught this virus
life is beautiful

always made her smile
belly laughs
set her free

©Tournesol’17/09/07

Daily moments – laughing (troiku) September 7  2017

melancholy (troiku)

© CLR 2016

troiku

melancholy
stalker of the night
daylight smiles

melancholy
familiar and comfortable
holes in my shoes

stalker of the night
shadows
larger than life

daylight smiles
shimmering
on a puddle

©Tourneosl;17/09/04

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai – Writing and Enjoying

challenging lessons (senryu)

unsettling journeys
breathing in new lessons
of humility

©Tournesol’17/09/04

We are asked by our host at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai to write a haiku inspired by this photo.  I did not look at the title but just the image and let it speak to me.

 

swaying recalls (troiku) Daily Moments Sept 4/17

 

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©Clr’17

A Troiku

a thousand and one
rocking in her mother’s chair
memories

a thousand and one
I love you’s
never overstated

rocking in her mother’s chair
wishing
she were here

memories
storytelling and laughter
by the riverside

©Tournesol’17/09/04

Daily Moments  September 4 2017  – Swaying Recalls  (Troiku)

 

 

 

 

therapy of writing

© Clr’16

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

 

Daily Moments 2017/09/02 rising winds ~ troiku

© Cheryl-Lynn R. ’17

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

lifetime replayed one last time (haibun) daily moments, August 30/17

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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

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©Clr`17

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

 

daily moments – waiting (senryu) August 29 2017

© Clr ’14

all day long she waits,
just one stroke of affection
my feline friend

©Tournesol’17/08/29

Daily Moments – August 29  2017   Waiting (Senryu)

painful goodbyes (haibun)

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© Barbara Florczyk

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