droplets weep
on the Great Buddha
first morning
©Tournesol’16/01/22
Carpe Diem Special #193 Revise That Haiku … a trip along memory lane
Daibutsu no katahada no yuki toki ni keri
the snow has melted
on one shoulder
of the Great Buddha
© Shiki
Poetry ~ Waka
droplets weep
on the Great Buddha
first morning
©Tournesol’16/01/22
Carpe Diem Special #193 Revise That Haiku … a trip along memory lane
Daibutsu no katahada no yuki toki ni keri
the snow has melted
on one shoulder
of the Great Buddha
© Shiki
winters spent
making fun outdoors,
taste anew indoors
winters spent
under the first full moon
skating on the lake
making fun outdoors
skiing and tobogganing
giant snow angels
taste anew indoors
Saki by the fire
savouring Basho
©Tournesol’2016/01/22
Daily Moments January 22, 2016
Sitting on the shore, she ponders on life. Flashes of her youth, her marriage and promises kept as long as she could, for the sake of the children. Guilt weighed her for years wishing she could have controlled happiness for those she loves until she finally learned. Happiness is an attitude. One can get caught up in the happiness trap, hanging on to misery, self-effacing tapes repeated in our minds or letting go and letting be. Hanging on to “feel good” thoughts and images, mirroring the goodness within is her guide now for the rest of her journey.
Mother Nature soothes
cradling her stellar babe
tranquil surrender
compassion embraced
warmth slipping into deep sleep
© Tournesol ‘2016/01/20
When I saw these breathtaking photos at LivingLearningandLettingGo, I could not help but see a mother cradling her infant, the way the sun seems lulled on the horizon. Karuna was generous enough to allow me to post her photos for my reflections here.
rolling the dice
little or no control
death and dying
once felt luck of the draw
right to die changes the stakes
© Tournesol ’16/01/19
A lovely prompt to write a haiku about cherry blossoms in our mother tongue with the English translation. English is my mother tongue, so I have translated in French which is my second language and “the” language of my province. Here is my troiku about cherry blossoms.
cherry blossoms
majestic and generous
shade lovers kissing
cherry blossoms
budding promise
love is in the air
majestic and generous
pink showers
silken petals fall
shade lovers kissing
a love story
in spring
fleurs de cerisier
des amants s’embrassent sous l’arbre
imposantes et généreux
fleurs de cerisier
promesse bourgeonne
un aire d’amour
des amants s’embrassent sous l’arbre
une histoire d’amour
au printemps
imposantes et généreuses
corolles soyeuses déversent
une cascade rosée
©Tournesol’16/01/17
garbage day
four season’s buffet
city rats’ treats
©Tournesol’16/01/14

dragons prowl
shadows in the night
snow puffs soothe
dragons prowl
always one snowflake behind
can’t catch me

shadows in the night
tall and short circling me
my companion

snow puffs soothe
shimmering softly
winter’s gems
© Tournesol’16

(Hokku)
at the seashore
wind of summer through my hair
the shortest night
© Chèvrefeuille
whistling love’s refrain
lovers by the sea
barefoot interlude
under strawberry moon
wanting lips
rhythm of rolling waves
lovers’ serenade
promising
undying love
whispered all night long
gulls rudely interrupt
mock untried liaisons
eyes look down,
tender – your lips
upon blushed cheeks
(Ageku)
moonbeams on golden locks
shine midsummer’s dream
© Tournesol ’16/01/09
Once winter’s solstice has passed, life seems more promising. In spite of the short days, dark mornings and early dusk, we know that each day there will be a slight change…baby steps but still, It is encouraging. This morning, she notices dawn was five minutes earlier than a few days ago. Sunset is fifteen minutes earlier than Christmas day. Each extra moment of daylight counts as one looks forward to spring.
despite sub-zeros
luminosity hastens
dawn stirs hope
© Tournesol ’16/01/08
Daily Moments
Looking out the window, she takes note at this part of winter she enjoys so much. Sitting comfortably in the warmth of her home, her furry friend sits by her side, content her mistress is home today.
She sees a car drive by covered in snow and only a small circle in the windshield brushed off to see. She sighs. She had strict rules about driving in winter and always took extra time to scrap the snow off all the windows of her car. “One less thing to worry about, now” she thought to herself, since she no longer had a car. No more stressing to get anywhere that public transit or a taxi couldn`t do just as well and safely.
white downy snow
flawless –
adorns the land
© Tournesol ’15/12/29
The Secret Keeper Prompt: PART | STONE | FLAW | STRICT | NOTE |