Poetry ~ Waka
How blessed I am once again with another floral arrangement of appreciation from all the managers at work honouring my milestone.
soothing warmth
strokes of appreciation
yellow flowers
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yellow flowers
roses, daisies, carnations
puffs of harmony
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chaleur humaine
coups de satisfaction
fleurs jaunes
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fleurs jaunes
les roses et les oeuillets
souffles d’harmonie
© Tournesol ’15
I’d rather be…is the prompt at The Seekers Dungeon this week:
rather be
living with less pain
lightening my days
rather be
poor and starving
than selfish
living with less pain
may not have been as caring,
empathy is gained
lightening my days
hearing music to my ears
love you Mom…Nana
© Tournesol ’15
This is a Troiku which is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille…to learn more click on his website Carpe Diem Haiku Kai
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Heaven beams
devotees hear her message
love is the way
heaven beams
chanting heard from the ashram
new dawn
devotees hear her message
raising their arms in praise
Amma speaks
Love is the way
we must all do our share
we are one
© Tournesol ’15
Heaven smiles
tropical clouds burst short rains
palm tree shelters
fountain of youth
like a desert goddess
futile mirage
Smokey jazz café
slow dance to Duke Ellington
hot summer night
Honeysuckle blooms
ancient road no longer bare
baby boomers flock
harmony hill
still hope for miracles
© Tournesol ’15
Our host, Chèvrefeuille, at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, gives us twelve (12) words (for every ”hour”) one word. The goal is to write haiku using the words as given in the clock wise way.
Our host gives us an example:
blue heaven
clouds gathering
a palm tree
© Chèvrefeuille
little critters rest
silken perch immaculate
bathed in golden waves
c) Tournesol ’15
Daisies have always been special to her.. She often felt a daisy represented the multiplicity of her personality, so many petals, and several layers. The petals hidden underneath were a mystery to her and so many more to explore … her everchanging self.
© Clr’15
daisy for you
loves me, loves me not
means so much more!
soft petals, fragments of me
still more to discover
© Tournesol’15
softly gasps
wind whistles softly
her nakedness
through the screen door
curve of the moon
(c) Tournesol ’15
They arrived at the cemetery, the fourth of July, for the burial of her mother’s ashes. Such a beautiful sunny day and the evergreens mixed with willows made for an appropriate setting. She brought the roses to represent her sister and her, her two children and her nephew and the three grandchildren…adding one red rose for her mother’s husband. A brief prayer was read and they each sprinkled ashes over the urn, “Love you Mom.”
willows weep
breeze kiss her tears
waving adieu
(c) Tournesol ’15
Written for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai Prompt: “tears falling”
Grief followed her like a doting puppy; days, weeks, months of moments tears just soaked her face; never a moment’s notice, tears of grief are spontaneous and sneaky. She knew this; expected this and accepted the sudden burst of tears.
Last week, marked a milestone in her career and colleagues and friends were most generous with comments and well wishes. At the end of her shift in the late evening, a colleague working the night shift rushed to her to deliver a beautiful bouquet of fresh cut flowers.
sudden burst
heart bathed in pure love
tears of joy
(c) Tournesol ’15
cascades d’eau
inondés de souvenirs
d’un temps lointain
même l’eau n’apaise plus
ces chutes moqueurs
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waterfalls
flooded with memories
a time long ago
even water does not soothe
those mocking falls
(c) Tournesol ’15
