night is young
when lovers dance
until sunrise
until sunrise
tic toc tic toc
I wait in silence
© tournesol ‘2020-02-23
Daily moments – sleepless night
Poetry ~ Waka
night is young
when lovers dance
until sunrise
until sunrise
tic toc tic toc
I wait in silence
© tournesol ‘2020-02-23
Daily moments – sleepless night

Sitting in front of the t.v. screen, she flips from one video to the next and finds nothing to capture her attention. It has been a long day. Day two of busyNESS, Day two of SadNESS, Day two of various fires to try and put out and yet…the day feels unfulfilled. There is the person who hung up too soon because someone walked in on them; there’s the person whose phone died and you never had a chance to see if he’s safe and the list goes on. All in a day’s work, some say…who the hell says that anyway?
Switching to music seems more healing…starting with Satie Song by Alanna-Marie Boudreau, then Kimbra’s Cameo Lover and Sara Bareilles’s Gravity. Lastly, she listens to one of her favourites, Damien Rice’s Accidental Babies…aww, total bliss! It is amazing how music can truly transform you.
She is reminded of a youth now…
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Sitting in front of the t.v. screen, she flips from one video to the next and finds nothing to capture her attention. It has been a long day. Day two of busyNESS, Day two of SadNESS, Day two of various fires to try and put out and yet…the day feels unfulfilled. There is the person who hung up too soon because someone walked in on them; there’s the person whose phone died and you never had a chance to see if he’s safe and the list goes on. All in a day’s work, some say…who the hell says that anyway?
Switching to music seems more healing…starting with Satie Song by Alanna-Marie Boudreau, then Kimbra’s Cameo Lover and Sara Bareilles’s Gravity. Lastly, she listens to one of her favourites, Damien Rice’s Accidental Babies…aww, total bliss! It is amazing how music can truly transform you.
She is reminded of a youth now…
View original post 149 more words

Sitting in front of the t.v. screen, she flips from one video to the next and finds nothing to capture her attention. It has been a long day. Day two of busyNESS, Day two of SadNESS, Day two of various fires to try and put out and yet…the day feels unfulfilled. There is the person who hung up too soon because someone walked in on them; there’s the person whose phone died and you never had a chance to see if he’s safe and the list goes on. All in a day’s work, some say…who the hell says that anyway?
Switching to music seems more healing…starting with Satie Song by Alanna-Marie Boudreau, then Kimbra’s Cameo Lover and Sara Bareilles’s Gravity. Lastly, she listens to one of her favourites, Damien Rice’s Accidental Babies…aww, total bliss! It is amazing how music can truly transform you.
She is reminded of a youth now who is a musician playing classical and jazz. How fortunate she is to do the work she does do. How blessed she is to hear their stories and to be the ear that hears those secrets they disclose for the first time…they actually dared to say “out loud”. Such courage they have had to gather to reach out for support.
Before the end of her evening, she listens to one more song, Damien’s Rootless Tree…
sighing softly
thinking of those classical notes
cut at her heartstrings
sighing softly
recalling her soft voice
vulnerable and frayed
thinking of those classical notes
only ivory keys can articulate
such pain
cut at her heartstrings
images of doom and gloom
unearthed and naked
© Tournesol 2020/02/18
transporting notes Troibun Feb 18 2020 Daily Moments
Boudreau’s Satie Song https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ppOvD4Egbno
Kimbra’s Cameo Lover https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eaTEySLiLmc
Bareilles’s Gravity https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEXhAMtbaec
Damien’s Accidental Babies https://youtu.be/ELTVP4aqWAI
Damien’s Rootless Tree https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s1V6u3jdxwc
winter blues troiku daily moments Feb 17 2020
winter blues
stuck indoors
frostbitten toes
winter blues
days are not long enough
chasing night demons
stuck indoors
the worse of all viruses
cabin fever
frostbitten toes
remind me with the throbbing
winter’s NOT over
© tournesol ‘2020/02/17









It is interesting how joy is relative. What’s even more fascinating is how much our brief moments of content can alter over the years. Oh, yes, of course, the gurgle of a new born is up at the top of the list, then that first kiss from that special person, hearing your child say “Mama” or “Papa” for the first time is high up there too. My goodness my heart swells just to think of that. Hearing your lover say “I love you” warms the heart but hearing your child say, “I love you” holds your heart.
I won’t get into all the other moments of contentment. Maybe I am writing this with a light heart and laughing soul as I think of what tickled my spirit today.
Step by step
Checking each heart beat
Height of the day
Slight vibration on the wrist
reporting 5,000 steps!!
Oh goodie surges
Through the heart
Fitbit’s daily peak
Daily Moments January 18 2020

heavenly feast
deliverance of all souls
midnight mass
heavenly feast
filling hearts with grace
fit for kings
deliverance of souls
divine babe in a manger
sinners repent
midnight mass
angels rejoicing
a King is born
© Tournesol ’24/12/2019
fête céleste
délivrance de toutes les âmes
messe de minuit
fête céleste
remplir les coeurs de grâce
digne des rois
délivrance de toutes les âmes
divin enfant dans une crèche
les pécheurs se repentent
messe de minuit
anges se réjouissant
un roi est né
© Tournesol ’24/12/2019
On my way to work yesterday at 6:30 A.M. I could not help but notice the sky. Of course it was still dark but my eye was drawn to that gorgeous thin slice of a moon.
Mischievous wink
In the predawn sky
one swift brush stroke
Like a message in a bottle
My precious crescent moon
And then to make the day even more perfect, I see my daughter on the bus with her partner. Working evenings for the past 10 years, I have missed so much! What a way to start my day seeing my beautiful princess and my son in law. That added a little skip and a jump to my walk from the Métro to the office, alright!
early morning shift
a bounce in each step
a mother’s heart swells
(c) Tournesol ‘2019-12-24