Feeling grateful
Reading with cat on my lap
Harmony at best
© Tournesol ‘19/08/27
http://butismileanyway.com/2019/08/27/ronovanwrites-weekly-haiku-poetry-prompt-challenge-268-gratitude-harmony/
Lazy afternoon (Ronan’s weekly haiku poetry )prompt
Category: Tournesol dans un jardin
hope for our future ~ August 21 2019
where has all the passion gone?
values and ideals
pushing you forward
once upon a time
you made a difference
where are you now?
ads boasting
a cause
a service
actors pretending to care
where has all the passion gone?
hungry children
desperate mothers
parents searching answers
ALL
represent our future
where is all the help?
I can’t help notice
posts on social networks
where agencies show off their deeds
I recognize some of these people
and wonder,
Do they really fucking care?
If they were paid just a little less
would they still be so impressed?
I look at ads and articles
media coverage of this and that
important people
acting like they care
they have a cause that counts
but is that just an act?
What drives these people
IF it’s true?
can dollars barter with passion?
what drives people to act and help?
what truly motivates?
Is…
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Dorothy sings the blues (troiku)
Today, I treated myself to a mani-pedi at the Mall across the street. As the lady started working on my neglected feet, I took out my beads and relaxed and chanted my mantra silently. Usually one lady takes care of my feet and later I move to a table where another lady works on my hands. Today it was not as busy, another lady approached me with a bowl to soak my left hand while she started working on my right hand.
just like Dorothy
pampering hands and feet
in the land of Oz
It felt good to just be in the moment and relax. Later, I walked around aimlessly at The Bay and realized I wanted to continue doing “nothing” and came home to cocoon with my thoughts and my bff’s (best feline friends).
watching the leaves sway
rustling with the wind
Mother Nature’s blues
watching the leaves sway
listening to sopranos
cicadas shrill
rustling with the wind
like a full satin skirt
Mother used to wear
Mother Nature’s blues
giddy daisies dancing
to a summer’s breeze
© Tournesol ’19/08/06
Heatwave (troiku)
sound of cicadas
sweating on my balcony
sauna and me
sound of cicadas
screaming blue murder
resting in the shade
sweating on my balcony
even children are heavy
with sleep
sauna and me
every mid-summer
heatwave in July
(c) Tournesol '19/07/27
Daily moments - Heatwave - troiku July 27 2019
Chambly Rapids – Monochrome Wednesday
The above photo was taken June 22nd when I spent the day at the Chambly Rapids like I do every year on my late mother’s birthday, sitting on a flat rock chanting my mantra thinking of her. This year, my usual spot was fenced in since the water is too high, so I found a log further down. It was a glorious day and I even got to see a heron by the dam. What a treat! The fence did not stop me from taking photos of that beautiful bird. He lives on the island not far from here. It looks like he likes to pose or he was just a patient fisher [chuckles]
Tuesday s Tulips Daily Moments July 2 2019 Troibun
This passed winter was long and cold. Spring came along mid-May. It was such a joy to see those tulips sprout from the earth. Reds, yellows and even white petals standing tall and strong despite spring winds. Even the rain could not push them around! Hope was painted on every smile when a passerby finally realized that summer was near.
And now in the heart of summer, tulips have been replaced by peonies and daisies…but still, she remembers with fondness, her Mother’s Day present…fresh picked tulips standing tall. If you take the time to notice, you might see one left standing…stronger than its peers.
last of the tulips
stands by the building
left with abandon
last of the tulips
longing for reds and yellows
waits for its time
stands by the building
scratchy and cold
bricks give no comfort
left with abandon
could stand up no more
feeding Mother Earth
© Tournesol ‘19/07/02
times of beauty (haiku)
gushing beauty
peonies hang lavishly
that time of year
©Tournesol’16/06/15
Daily Moments – June 15 ,2016 times of beauty (haiku)
Haiku Horizons `time`
It seems to be about the same time each year those lavish peonies show off their stuff. Looking through an old poem, June 10th last year I wrote Heavy Blossoms.
Her Lines – A Song For the Mother
The words are moving, his voice is filled with love and passion for our mother, Amma. Beautiful song and if you listen to the version on Spotify, the quality is superb!
SNACK TIME
embracing the joy Troibun Daily Moments June 24 2019
Sitting on remnants of an old tree, she stretches her feet and rests them on the flat rock. Her toes dip into the cool water and she closes her eyes, allowing the river rapids to draw her in. Rumble, rumble, splash, spray, whoosh…hypnotic rhythm of the current.
Her mind is still not quite clear and she chants four Sanskrit words softly over and over and over. Her voice becomes part of the summer breeze and echoes over the waves. Soon, her mind is filled with memories of her mother smiling and laughing. The children are young and giggle at their Nanny as she sings a song with lyrics she makes up along the way.
many days have passed
hanging on a limb
ruminating
many days have passed
sadness and joy
woven in time
hanging on a limb
rumbling with the rapids
ambivalence flows
ruminating
pausing to appreciate
breathing in the joys
© Tournesol ‘19/06/24
