Poetry ~ Waka
Lounging like a queen
I’m so green with envy
asks me to join her
lounging like a queen
makes a royal request
to stroke her
I’m so green with envy
dreaming
another life
asks me to join her
tempting me cunningly
stretching languidly
©Tournesol’17/06/09
Daily Moments – lazy Friday – June 9, 2017
A troiku is a new haiku form created by Chèvrefeuille at Carp Diem Haiku Kai.
A troiku is a new haiku form created by our host, Chèvrefeuille. I often write a tanka and take a step back for a moment or two and sometimes, convert it into a troiku.
This was my original tanka.
hopelessly waiting
sitting under the maple tree
looking for a sign
butterfly seeking nectar
oh, sweet melancholy!
childish yearnings
sitting under the maple tree
looking for a sign
childish yearnings
waiting for your presence
foolish desires
sitting under the maple tree
whence you’d sing me fables
melancholy breeze
looking for a sign
butterfly’s sipping nectar
candy-coated dreams
©Tournesol’17/06/08
Inspired by this waka by princess Kagami ; (7th century): This “waka” was written in response on a sedoka written by her younger sister Princess Nukada, the most famous female poet of her time.
Even a breeze may fail me
When I desire it.
Little I should grieve,
If only, sure of its coming,
I could await even a breeze.
© Princess Kagami
Our host’s contribution:
through tears
cherry blossoms scattered
by the breeze
© Chèvrefeuille
She walked uptown and managed to get to the top of the hill without panting too much. She was quite proud of that fact although she was also wise by pausing now and then. She could feel the muscles pulling at the back of her thighs and knew if she lived here within a few months she certainly would be in better shape. Yes, perhaps she should take the stairs more often going up at work. Starting this week she made a mental note to do this.
By the time she returned down to the beach, people were walking along the pier to get a better view…
blends of amber
smudging layer on layer
warms twilight sky
blends of amber
rocking softly
on the water
smudging layer on layer
soft strokes
painter’s brush
warms twilight sky
radiates from golden star
nature’s last farewell
©Tournesol’17/06/06
June 2nd, daily moments at White Rock, BC. – nature’s au revoir
golden rays bleed
pure joy lifts above the clouds
through blue canvas
golden rays bleed
making faces glow
streaking blue skies
pure joy lifts above the clouds
hearts beating
lovers hand in hand
through blue canvas
artwork changes with each puff
gusts tense the jib
©Tournesol’17/06/03
A Troiku is a new haiku form created by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai
I decided to write a troiku out of my previous haiga; a troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.
secrets
hidden in sombre clouds
waiting to bleed
secrets
ancient stories
silenced
hidden in sombre clouds
shame, guilt and pent up rage
emotional storms
waiting to bleed
purging all the suffering
to let in rainbows
(c)Tournesol’17-06-01
“Compassion is the foundation of peace.” Amma
The old woman toiled in her garden for days, her heart filled with such hope…
Planting seeds
deep enough
free from foul play
Planting seeds
filled with love
forming strong roots
Deep enough
as a love struck poet
versed with compassion
Free from foul play
only white doves
spreading world peace
(C)Tournesol’17-05-29
The hall was immense and the mood expectant. Hushed chatter all about was the background sound with the occasional exclamations and hugs of recognitions. Everyone was gathering in parties of two’s, five’s or more. It was hard to see who was alone since “loners” smiled at many faces here and there.
The tension was mounting and the hushed sounds became like clattering plates in the kitchen of a cafeteria.
She was in this city for the first time and longed to see her favourite Rock Star. You know the type of music to your ears that moves you? Do you remember your first encounters with “outstanding” and “rocks your socks off”…hmmmm?
A bell sounds and there is complete silence…the musicians are in place, the fans and VIP fans await…
Blessed
with her presence
the crowd fell silent
blessed
the room filled
with her fragrance
With her presence
transcending
a mother’s love
The crowd fell silent
numbed by her radiance
only hearts beating
(C)Tourneol’17-05-27
(Inspired by Amma’s presence at the Seattle public programme)
The ride home last night was a bit annoying. People talked too loudly on the Métro and the bus; the scent of ingested brew permeated the bus and by the time she stood in line to get off, a young man (clueless and tipsy) staggered backwards on her left foot…yes, she was wearing sandals. However, stepping off the bus made it all go away…
pleasant breeze
enchanting scents float
lilac blossoms
pleasant breeze
cool and refreshing
washed away old scents
enchanting scents float
facing the bus station
five lilac trees
lilac blossoms
graceful and alluring
sway erotically
©Tournesol’17/05/07
Daily Moments May 17 2017 – lilac trees (troibun)
A troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille, see at his blog,Carpe Diem Haiku Kai
Spring is really here, she thinks as she walks along the boulevard. Finally, lawns are brightening from last season’s slumber. Dandelions are starting to poke their heads here and there, a sure sign of warmer times to come. Such a treat to walk outside in lighter clothes, no longer the weight of winter coats and fur lined boots, she ponders as she sneezes and wipes her teary eyes.
scents
tickling her nose
fresh cut grass
scents
warming her heart
roses for Mother
tickling her nose
along the roadside
dandelions giggle
fresh cut grass
summer in the horizon –
grating lawn mowers
©Tournesol’17/05/15
A Troiku is a new haiku form created by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai where you will see daily meme for waka.
Written for Haiku Horizons: Road & my
Awakening to the bright sunshine allowed her to take this to mean it would be a hopeful day. Finally a pleasant spring day in May, compared to the cool damp day the days before.
sun shining
belated sprouts triumph
luminosity
sun shining
glowing
with good intentions
belated sprouts triumph
respecting delicate ties
reborn again
luminosity
building strength
weathering storms
As she walked out the door to catch her bus, the sky was overcast. Slightly disappointed, she sighed and checked her mailbox and a glow of sunshine reappeared.
avid reader smiles
a poet, writer…
long distance friend
turning to the first page
she takes a deep breath
Whispering the first line… “Don’t forget to breathe”. BLUR, by Sreejit Poole, 2016
©Tournesol;’17/05/12
Blur by Sreejit Poole, 2016 – Amazon – Canada – Amazon – USA
Sreejit Poole is also a poet and blogger you can visit at TheSeekersDungeon
Daily Moments -May 12, 2017 – blessed days (Troibun)
Tournesol dans un Jardin 