Category: Troiku
End of year reflections (troibun)

December 26, 2017
Family gathered last night for dinner. Was it out of tradition or duty more than yearnings? Some with childlike passion and wonder, some giddy with holiday excitement and one with a sharp tongue dripping with masked humour hurting the target who’s left screaming silently with a heavy heart.
Where has love gone
Forgiveness and bygones…lost
Tales of yesterday
December 27, 2017
Honey, it’s cold outside at minus 19 C with the wind chill feels like minus 27C. Each day since Christmas it gets colder. Nothing to talk about except the weather. She sits in her mother’s rocker with the paisley covered cushions; she tries to write but nothing feels right and certainly nothing filled with holiday cheer. She thought of journaling but same difference, grey tones mixed with dark notions not fitting for this time of year.
White landscapes
A winter wonderland
Outside her window
Lethargy filled days catching up with much needed rest. Sleeping, reading, daydreaming, weeping and watching movies filled her days. Whenever she tried to write, only the pain resurfaced, and so she escaped in her dreams and her stories on the screen.
Cutting the current
In her brain
she finds relief
A winter wonderland
Outside her window
December 29, 2017
Knits her thoughts
wrapped in melancholy
she waits
knits her thoughts
dropping stitches one by one
a new year
wrapped in melancholy
masking old wounds
and forgiveness
she waits
tic toc tic toc
countdown to midnight
December 30th. 2017
Time freezes
Subzero temperatures
For awhile
Time freezes.
Midnight revellers
Numbed with champagne
Subzero temperatures
memories
In perpetuity
For awhile
Until twenty eighteen
A new chapter
(c) Tournesol’17-12-30
Daily Moments December 26th to December 30, 2017
Snowstorms (troiku)

After snowstorms
brisk walks on fresh fallen snow
Renewed peace
After snowstorms
rumbling
Of snow ploughs
Brisk walks on fresh fallen snow
Fluffy and white
Like icing sugar
Renewed peace
Lying on their backs
Making snow angels
(c)Tournesol’17-12-27
Christmas Cactus (troiku)

Christmas cactus
auspicious blossoms
a King is born
Christmas cactus
boasts with self-importance
blushing petals
auspicious blossoms
hark the angels sing
magi bearing gifts
a King is born
promise of comfort and joy
Mother’s face aglow
(c)Tournesol’17/12/10
Merry Christmas – Joyeux Noël – Feliz Navidad (Troiku)

Happy Holidays and Merry Christmas to all my readers.
reality flows (troiku)
[…] “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
Daily Moments December 19 2017 Friends (troiku)

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 in red (Troiku)

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”
Wintertime (Fibonacci – Naani – Troiku)

( 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
Presents of presence (troibun) Daily Moments December 9 2017

Peering out the window, she sighs with relief. She is an observer today and doesn’t need to join the crowd across the street. All the hustle and bustle in the shops are stressful enough but to add to this, people circling around for too long to find the perfect parking spot. Heaven forbid today she is not working where she would be normally cutting through this lot to get to her bus for work! Yes, she has been bumped by a car before and the man just looked at her as if she was a vision! Last week a young woman was passing through a STOP sign and the lined area where she was crossing…it shocked her as well and she just stopped in front of the car, gave her the “mother look” and pointed to the stop sign. My oh my, what a way for her to start her work day! It actually shook her back to reality and that she must be extra careful this time of year. Not only must she watch out for ice patches or black ice, at stop signs or even traffic lights, there are always one or two cars that whip by as if she had no business crossing the road at a GREEN light!
Now the holidays should be seasoned with love, well wishes and harmony. But it is rarely so for too many. The less fortunate who may have just lost their job, expectant children wondering what Christmas morning will be like and mothers trying to make a feast with next to nothing are some realities too many are living. It is a time of year many youths say how they dread going back to school to hear their peers boast about their gifts and how they can’t wait for the novelty of that new tablet, racing sled or hockey equipment is over so they can feel more or less “normal” among their classmates.
For some may who may have a little more, the pressure is still on to balance all the gifts fairly among their children. The extra cost of food is quite astounding and certainly breaks the weekly budget for at least a month or so. How did her grandmother do this on her meagre old age pension?!
She sighs again praying silently…
(troiku)
wished upon a star
sundry degrees of joy – rise
with one’s presence
wished upon a star
feels a loving presence
warmth drapes her
sundry degrees of joy – rise
family and friends’ warm wishes
watch her grandson sleep
with one’s presence
and another and another
multiplies the presents
©Tournesol’2017/12/10
The Daily Post – Degree – Daily Moments – presents of presence (Troibun)
A Troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chevrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai








