
No Vacancy
all the inns were full
an angel led them to shelter
a stable availed
babe swaddled in a manger
three wise men came bearing gifts
©Tournesol’17/12/24
Poetry ~ Waka

No Vacancy
all the inns were full
an angel led them to shelter
a stable availed
babe swaddled in a manger
three wise men came bearing gifts
©Tournesol’17/12/24

[…] “The mirror reflects perfectly; it makes no mistakes because it doesn’t think. To think is to make mistakes.” […] (Source: The Winner Stands Alone by Paulo Coelho)

leaning forward
reality stares back
by the riverbank
leaning forward
searching for a sign
splash of a fishtail
reality stares back
screaming
in mute stillness
by the riverbank
harmonica echoes
ripples dance
©Tournesol’17/12/20

greyness lingers
night-time holds us prisoners
December blues
greyness lingers
looking for a bit of light
shining in my heart
night-time holds us prisoners
soon the day shall pass
pouf!! it’s gone!
December blues
thankful to a caring friend
brightens up my day
©Tournesol ‘17/12/19
Daily Moments – December 19th 2017 – A troiku is a new haiku form created by Chèvrefeuille at CDHK

man dressed in red
pleading with his bell
fish bowl by his side
man dressed in red
arms filled with parcels
people passing by
pleading with his bell
shouting “’tis the season”
empty bellies wait
fish bowl by his side
prays for silent gifts
not the clink of coins
©Tournesol’17/12/10
Haiku Horizons “Silence”

visitor
sets a spell
traces in the snow
~
footprints
on virgin snow
still echo
©Tournesol’17/12/15
Written for Heeding Haiku for Chevrefeuuille at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie

winked at me
I saw him winking
thrilled I’ve been acknowledged
aglow inside
aglow inside
one moment in infinity
worries disappear
worries disappear
feel a reverent presence
moonbeams shine on me
©Tournesol’17/12/13
Daily Moments December 13, 2017 shined on me (senryu)
A friend of mine posted these questions on her facebook page. To answer I thought it would be nice to post here and invite anyone in the blogging community to participate…skip some if it feels too personal.
Last time you cried? Two nights ago
Favourite Pizza? Mushroom
Favourite flower? Daisies
Favourite animal? Not fair because it’s equal…cat and dog
Did you go to college? Yes, university
Untie your shoes when taking them off? Sometimes
Roller coaster? Definitely NOT
Favourite ice cream? Laura Secord chocolate chip
Shorts or jeans? Jeans
What are you listening to? Lady in Satin, Billie HolidaY
13) What Christmas cds are you listening to this year? Aretha Franklin – Silent Night
Hair colour ? Silver\blonde
Eye Colour? Blue
Favourite food to eat? Langoustine and rice
Favourite holiday? Easter
Beer or Wine? Organic beer
Night owl or morning? Night owl
Favourite day of the week? Sunday and it is also the day I was born in my Grandmother’s bed
Do you have a nickname? Cher, Lynn and my grandmother called me “La Grand Jaune”
Favourite season? Spring because I was born in March…a rebirth every year
Favourite place to get away? California
Missing someone? My mom (especially this time of year)
Dream vacation? Southern India, Southern Ireland, Australia and Brazil
What would you do if you won the lottery? Buy a house for both my adult children, set aside a trust fund for my grandson when he turns 25 or if he goes to college; buy a studio condo in Montreal, a cottage in Easter Townships and studio in southern India (Kerala) and another studio in California – Mendocino county.
Regrets? Yes, and have learned from them and I’ll probably come back to right them in another life
Middle name? Patricia
Go back to secondary school? Not really
Ocean or lake? Ocean
Who do you think will do This? Not sure but it is fun
Copy and paste into your status and change my answers if you are posting this in Facebook.

( Fibonacci )
white
snow
brightens
our winters
despite shorter days
enjoying snow melt on my tongue
as I stare agape at the snow clouds in the sky
life
is
so brief
transcending
and temporary
like a snowflake melts on my cheek
and vapours on morning seas vanish effortlessly
snow on my balcony
I rest in the warmth of my abode
wishing I were a child again, rolling in the snow
making snow angels as I stare up in the heavens
snow falls
brightening death
of winter
snowfalls
dressing trees
with white angels
brightening death
adorning mother’s place
snow covered tombstone
of winter
slumber takes over
melancholy hearts
©Tournesol’17/12/10
Daily Moments December 10 2017 – Wintertime
http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.ca/2017/12/carpe-diem-weekend-meditation-10-fibo.html
I was challenged last week to post 7 days of B&W photos, with no people or comment on Facebook. Here are the 7 days where I will describe briefly where the photo was taken.
Day 1 of 7 B & W Photos – shop on boulevard St Laurent, Mile End, Montreal, Qc.

Day 2 of 7 B & W Photos – view from my birth home – Yamaska River, Farnham, Qc.

Day 3 of 7 B&W Photos — rue St Denis, Montreal, on my way to work

Day 4 of 7 – B & W photos – boul de Maisonneuve, Montreal facing le Pont Jacques Cartier

Day 5 of 7 of B & W Photos – my front balcony

Day 6 of 7 of B| & W Photos – My home with my BFF (best feline friend posing)

Day 7 of 7 of B & W Photos – The restaurant in my office building (Mile End, Montreal, Qc.)
