lips painted red,
on cobblestone street
tulip petals fall
© Tournesol’16-06-10
Poetry ~ Waka
lips painted red,
on cobblestone street
tulip petals fall
© Tournesol’16-06-10

a new house needs
dollops of harmony
buckets of love
painting every wall
draping each window
traces of you
fragrance of each of you –now!
you may call it “HOME”
©Tournesol’16/06/08
Congratulations to a dear colleague in her new home!
A friend and colleague is leaving the workplace nest…time to discover other adventures. Although she will be terribly missed, it is such an exciting journey ahead.

caterpillar rests
absorbing nature’s bounty
waits at the crossroad
drenched in strength and symmetry
butterfly’s next odyssey
©Tournesol’16/06/08
Daily Moments – June 8 2016 Saying goodbye to a friend (tanka)

She was so proud of her beautiful lilies and loved to sit by the patio window and admire each new blossom that appeared each day. But then she was puzzled one fine morning, noticing holes in the leaves…she could not see any insects and hoped the rain that day would wash away whatever was nibbling away at her Mother’s Day bouquet.
A few days later, she saw an insect and thought at first it was a beetle…a harmless little potato bug. A few days later, however, she thought differently…

perplexed invasion
outlandish as this may seem
Eurasian bugs skulk
nibble on leaves of lilies
voracious scarlet beetles
©Tournesol’16/06/08
Daily Moments – June 8 2016 – Voracious predators

land of castles
fairy tales in tall forests
sweet scented roses
***
pays des châteaux
forêts enchantés
parfum d’une rose
©Tournesol’16-06-07
It is such a pleasure to read this Tokubetsudesu episode at Carpe Diem today. We are honouring Milan Rajkumar who was the runner-up of the “new life” kukai. He lives in Impal, Manipur, India. I am tempted to visit there someday if ever I am fortunate enough to visit India. ..perhaps one day before heading more south to Kerala.
This is the haiku that finished second in this kukai
lifeless for a season
pupa inside the ocean
spring gives life and wings
© milan rajkumar
What a beautiful haiku with many underlying messages on life.
In my mind, Milan is number one and I am often inspired by his beautiful haiku. Wrapped in humility, he writes thought provoking and evocative poetry. A teacher by day and poet and thinker tween times…and yet, does a haiku poet not think each moment of the day, savouring and locking into one’s heart and soul?
Here is another haiku filled with eloquence…
across the lake
a skipping pebble
kingfisher
© milan rajkumar
And the poem that inspired my haiku is this wonderful tanka written in response to the Latifa Prayer episodes.
frog on lotus leaf
sitting and admiring
lotus bloom
does it care the snake
which looms behind
© milan rajkumar
When I read this lovely poem, it reminds me of our widowed GrandMaman who took my mother, sister and me into her home. Regardless of how little she had, her love for boundless.
burgeoning love
une grandmère spares little
worm curls in rich soil
worm curls in rich soil
bed of fruitful promises
compassion grows
compassion grows
like a field of golden rod
ruling God’s earth
©Tournesol’16/06/07
Daily moments of reflection – Compassion rules June 7 2016
top of the blue pine
robin serenades her chicks
sun light slowly fades
©Tournesol’16/06/07
Written to Ronovanwrites weekly haiku poetry prompt: top & light
We are to use this beautiful haiku to inspire our writing…
lights along the shore
shimmering reflections
ripple in the lake
© Joyce Lorenson
She remembers telling her youths many times how grief is like a tidal wave at first with waves crashing on the shore with such a vengeance. Over time the waves roll in with restraint and eventually over time, intermittently until they roll in no longer. Eventually, the water is clear like a mirror safe for a single ripple…
reminder
gentle ripple on the water
memories of long ago
reminder
times she held me close,
brings a smile
gentle ripple on the water
subtle, yet genuine
and surreal
memories of long ago
songs echo in my heart
even if off-key
©Tournesol`16/06/07
fasting all day long
not even a sip of water
sundown saves the day
©Tournesol`16/06/07
Trace of grapes
harvesting all day long
lingers on his lips
lingers on his lips
stirring passion to the mix
taste of grappa
©Tournesol’16/06/06