Category: Tournesol dans un jardin

nature’s release (haibun)

©clr 2014

Emma had been walking for hours in the dank chilly night. She had set out to walk off some steam but now her rain boots felt more like they were filled with lead.  So much tension had been building over the years and now she felt she just might collapse.  There was no way she could diffuse all those years of grief to trickle in a safe way.  “No,” she thought to herself, “I just might hurt someone with this pent up misery.”

She found herself in front of her old church, she had not seen in decades …probably for her grandmother’s funeral.  Crossing the street, she felt the rain start to pour, and  blending with her tears.

Leaning over the railing, the roar of the current was impressive.  Would her faith be strong enough to hold her back?

embracing cascades
spilling into dark waters,
releasing her despair

©Tournesol’17/09/14

Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie

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raindrops (squared tan renga)

Photo: Cheryl-Lynn Dec 2013, Montreal

three raindrops
a greeting card from heaven…
midsummer heat   © Issa

words laced together
angels delicate hands

clouds
move in tandem
clearing the sky

a million stars trail
glow of the milky way

©Tournesol’17/09/11

And here is the other haiku to create a Squared Tan Renga with:

© Clr’17

flying away
following the rainbow
into heaven   ©Chevreveuille

droplets on chrysanthemum
reflecting pastel colours

butterfly
tastes each moist
blossom

sparrows sing a chorus
lauding the universe

©Tournesol’17/09/11

Written for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: Raindrops

UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN

Words from such a talented poet…Wendell Brown; visit his blog to comment on this moving poem.

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Who will wipe away my many tears,
As for my dear love one I now weep
Who will be there to help me rest easy
While at night I try to fall fast asleep

Who will embrace me ever so tightly
Or who can ever take your place,
Who will say my name like you did
Placing a soft smile upon my face

Where are you now my sweet flower
When I need you most in my life
Where is the sound of your laughter
That always made each day so right

For my eyes grow tired from weeping
And my knees are weak from prayer
And I cannot let go of what I lost
When you were taken away from here

For every time the door bell rings
Or the telephone announces a call
I jump in expectation with a hope
That from my life you did not fall

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praying for the south (troiku)

waiting
like a numb caterpillar
news from the south

waiting
imagination
runs wild

like a numb caterpillar
my heart
stops

news from the south
hoping
prayers are answered

©Tournesol’17/09/09

Daily Moments September 9/2017 praying for the south

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

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

Living and Learning in Amritapuri, India: August 28-31, 2017

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.

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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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always hope (solo no renga)

(c)Clr’16 coming Home

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

even through grey skies
sun still shines brightly
above those clouds

despite life’s quagmires
moon shines down on me

never give up hope
even through thunder storms
the Great Spirit knows

©Tournesol`17/08/22

 

 

 

Inspired by a tanka  Olga wrote at Stuff and What If   in reponse to a prompt for Suzanne’s On the Road: travelling with the moon

Living and Learning in Amritapuri, India: August 11-14 2017

My friend shares her days upon her visit at the ashram in Amritapuri in Kerala, India,  where Amma and her devotees reside. Perhaps September will be a time for me to consider since it may rain but it is also cooler. If you want to read more on Karuna’s journey in India, click on the above tab on the Menu INDIA.

My Daily Challenges for Spiritual Growth: Today, I seek guidance.

 

chanting softly
in my mind’s eye
she smiles
asking her guidance
I wait…it will come, I know

(c) Tournesol’ 17-08-22

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Setting Up

I spent a good part of my first days at the ashram setting up my room. That included unpacking the suitcase I brought from Seattle and the items in the small trunks I keep here year round. I washed the clothes from the trunks in buckets. That task was made considerably harder since I couldn’t wring out the clothes with only one hand, my non-dominant hand at that. I knew I could choose to use a laundry service, but clothes dry so fast here that I prefer to do it myself. Luckily, I was in India not Seattle. I could press the items on the washing stone in my bathroom and get out a lot of the excess water. And in India, the clothes and towels would drip dry in a reasonable amount of time even though they were not rung out properly.

The morning of my first…

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August morning (haibun)

Such a lovely way to wake up on this sunny morning. Feeling a gentle wind , she stretches languidly, inhaling its freshness.

morning sun trickles
coolness floats above her bed
tickles her nose

©Tournesol; 17/08/17

Daily Moments August 17, 2017

Departure 28, 29 and 30 (Autumn Retreat 2017)

Departure #28 night traveller (Troibun)

(troiku)

traveling all night
pleasant leisure distractions
eyes flutter

travelling all night
so many strange places
yet, familiar

pleasant leisure distractions
finally worries
take a backseat

eyes flutter
taking in every scene
my movie screen

Such an offensive shrill pulls me  aggressively from my dream. Keeping my eyes closed trying with all my might, to slip back on that journey.  I put on my eye mask filling my eyes with darkness…hoping, waiting for the train to pass.

©Tournesol’17/08/16

 

A troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chevrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai and this troibun was written for Carpe Diem’s August Retreat 2017  and the theme is “Departure”

 

 

Departure #29 last embrace (tanka)

sun rising
in its splendour
blossoms
dusk hastens light of day
nighttime’s last embrace

(c) Tournesol’17

 

Departure #30
necessary endings (haibun)

Endings can be so difficult. No one wants to say goodbye to frolicking in an open field, making sand castles on a sunny beach or walking along a park in open sandals. One just feels so much lighter! It tastes like freedom. Moreover, despite the rich blankets of gold and amber, it is so darn hard to let go of this period. Just like the child that says, “Just five more minutes, please!” so he can say up a little bit later, resisting the end of a day.

carefree summer
soon comes to an end
sombreness lingers
less time to play
 shorter days

walking home alone
path filled with fallen leaves
winter’s calling me

© Tournesol ’17

 

At Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, Chévrefeuille has created an Autum Retreat from July 15th to August 15th…30 days – theme is departure  These are my last three entries.