breaking ground (solo no renga)

pulling weeds
knees kiss the ground
beneath the cedars

scent of life on my fingers
planting seeds row on row

 day after day
like a  mother in wait,
shoots breaking ground

© Tournesol ‘15/12/01

¸Haiku Horizons “ground”

Life Changes (Solo Renga)

Poetry Prompt 6 – Life Changes

“Happiness depends on being free, and freedom depends on being courageous.”
― Marie Rutkoski, The Winner’s Curse

http://www.octpowrimo.com/2015/10/poetry-prompt-5-life-changes.html

Change is one thing that is inevitable whether we want it or not. It is one thing we can always count on. Wildlife seems to simply follow nature’s course without as much drama as humans however. Once we can get passed the sorting, waiting, processing some more, and hopefully support, we eventually find the courage to make that change and there, we feel such freedom.

Before change
caterpillar stops a spell
safe and sound

building courage – carpe diem
freedom grows in silken wings

butterfly flutters
on blossoms – sips sweet nectar
budding promise

© Tournesol ’15

OctPoWriMo 2015 – 6 Life Changes

hurried waters (haiga)

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On her cool flat stones she sits in quiet contemplation. Tears run down her cheeks as she empties her heart feeling so alone until…

lone muse
spills self in hurried waters,
rapids call her name

by the riverside
all qualms are shared

current flows
pooling every misery
liberating souls

Midsummer celebration (Solo Renga)

© Clr `14 (photo taken June 22/14 Mom's BD)
© Clr `14 (photo taken June 22/14 Mom’s BD)

Happy Birthday Mother
Midsummer celebration
Through sodden tears
And quiet lamentation
the longest day of the year
  miss you, Mother dear.
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© Clr '14 June
© Clr ’14 June

nebulous skies
Solstice cuckolded
mourning long life

daylight masked,  ever weary
shadows midsummer`s eve

longest day
exhales last slow breath
cicada cries

© Tournesol ’15

Carpe Diem TimeGlass

Mom’s morning routine (Solo Renga)

Breastfeeding in the 1950s

Photo credits: VavoomyVintage blog

new dawn chirps
neighbour’s hound barks at sparrows
infant wails

gulls squawk broadcasts new day
Ah!! last gasps of espresso

eager suckling
mama coos at precious babe
creaking rocker soothes

(c) Tournesol ’15

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