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.

 

wan moon (Departure #26)

Driving east to my hometown this morning, I could not get over the puffy clouds moving softly with the wind and then I saw a faint glimpse of a pale white circle…

morning moon
still
hanging around

Being a night owl, and seeing this beautiful image so early in the morning, made me smile.

©Tournesol ‘17/08/14

Carpe Diem Haiku Hai – August retreat 2017 – Departure #26

 

between seasons – Troibun (August retreat ’17 – departure 26)

I don’t think I appreciated August as much as I have for the past few decades. Summer was a time to play, unwind and of course be out of school. Once August came around the corner, winds picked up, thunder storms increased and the temperatures became a bit cooler especially the nights.   I remember as a child and teenager, thinking that school would be starting soon and that brought me down. I enjoyed school but not getting up early in the morning. I think I have always been a night owl.

Even as a mother, I did not like August because I knew there would be less free time to just chill with the kids…that I would not have to be more disciplined and organized, making sure the children got off to school before I went to work. All the stores had sales on school supplies and schools were sending in their required list for the new year. Spending time in stores to get new clothes as well and not knowing if the children will want to wear them by October if it is not trendy enough for their peers.

Once the children were out of school and working, August changed…it was as if summer was lasting a lot longer…I could enjoy the summer until September 22nd!! And then looking forward to the burst of autumn colours! What is depressing about that?! No, I really seem to have missed on appreciating this time of year but no more.

(troiku)

midsummer blues
August bursts with such wonder
embrace the present!

midsummer blues
thinking of tomorrow
visions of decay

August bursts with such wonder
flowers at their peak
still so much to see

embrace the present!
worrying about tomorrow
robs you of today

(c) Tournesol’17

A troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille at CDHK

Written for August Retreat 2017 “Departure” at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

afternoon nap (senryu)

rumbling of the train
commuters nodding their heads
whistle blares last stop

©Tournesol`17/08/06

Haiku Horizons: Stop

contradictions reflected Daily Moments August 5 2017

©Clr`17

staying up all night
searching like a fool
wishes come in dreams

wrapped in self-pity
lined with self-righteousness
seams that cry “why me”

such strange bedfellows
living in a paradox
passion and despair

prisoner of self-doubt
fooled by ancient fairy tales
power is within

waking up hungry
waiting for the sun to rise
crunching cheerios

©Tournesol’17

contradictions reflected Daily Moments August 5 2017

raindrops and tell-tales (haiga)

Tournesol's avatarTournesol dans un Jardin

Capture

raindrops tell-tale
picture story
in my window

©Tournesol’16/07/27

At one with nature – CDHK

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Daily reflections – a cherita – mid-day quietude

The Cherita was created by al li.

dead silence of the day

deafeness hangs
the old woman’s heart stops

still leaves wait
not even the cat purrs
no ripple in the air

©Cheryl-Lynn Roberts 2017/07/28

flirty moon at sunset (haibun)

Tournesol's avatarTournesol dans un Jardin

© Clr '15 © Clr ’15

She went up to the rooftop during her last break to see the sunset. It was a muggy day and rain in the air, so part of sky’s performance was shaded by pearly grey clouds.   The warm breeze was still soothing.  The view was spectacular with hues of pinks, greys and blues and to her  left over le Mont Royale with blues and tints of pink with a hint of the moon flirting with her.

What a nice way to relax in perfect silence and inhale the beauty!

Beneath the skyline
artist’s brush puts last touches
pearly shadows

© Tournesol ’15

© Clr'15 © Clr’15

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Cherita #5

Cherita #5

helping Grand-Maman made me feel special

some chores were less amusing
dusting can be so boring

watching her cooking
a pinch of this, a pinch of that
savouring herbs teasing me

running to the garden to get les haricots jaunes

slipping one or two in my mouth
crunchy and juicy

down in the cold cellar where wrinkled potatoes rest
dark and scary, spider webs brush my face
my heart flip flops

©Cheryl-Lynn Roberts 2017/07/21