Daily Moments March 7/16 ~ cunning cat (haiku)

sly cat plots,
spying beneath the bush
his quaking prey

his quaking prey
worth the wait to see that spark,
in cat’s eye

© Tournesol’16/03/07

The Secret Keeper writing prompt:

(5) Words: | WORTH | SPARK | PLOT | QUAKE | SPY

golden rays (haiku)

© Clr`16
© Clr`16

golden ray
warms downy coat
softly purring

© Tournesol `16/03/07

March rain (haiku)

March raindrops
illusion of warmth
sheen of black ice

© Tournesol ’16/03/06

Daily Moments ~ March 6-16 ~ baby girl blessed (haibun)

She was so blessed. How many people can say they were loved and nurtured by two mothers?  She was born a bit early…just could not wait for spring.  Her mother, Colombe, would visit her family every day off work which was Sunday and Monday.

It was Monday and Colombe felt so much energy that day. She was on pins and needles.  She pushed the sled with her two year old all the way to visit her sister who had just gave birth to her third child, a girl, named Maryline and lived next door to their parents.  Colombe had chosen that same name for her baby if it was a girl so she felt a bit annoyed that she would have to choose another name. Marilyn being the most popular name in the 50’s.

Later at almost one in the morning, Tuesday, March 9th,  Colombe gave birth to a baby girl, in her mother’s bed…

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her first cry

safe in both their arms,

baby girl loved

(c) Tournesol ’16-03-06

Daily moments, fleeting thoughts on this Sunday, March 6th 2016

HaikuHorizons “safe”

Daily Moments March 5-16 ~ chocolat c’est bon! (haibun)

Reading this post Le Petit Chocolat at BeyondTheFlow a few days ago inspired this thought today. Check out Rowena’s blog.  It brought me back in time, imagining as a young child during lent, licking my lips looking at the display through the window of le Chocolaterie.

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Elle regarda dans la vitrine…tous ces formes de chocolat qui attira les enfants à Pâques. Elle lécha ses lèvres en visant le petit lapin au chocolat blanc. Elle ferma ses yeux murmurant une petite prière. Elle respecta le carême tel que les indices de sa maman. Est-ce qu’elle peut attendre encore quelques semaines pour apaiser son appétit succulent?

crémeuse et souple
savourant ce doux péché
chocolat de Pâque

(c) Tournesol’16-03-05

Daily Moments ~ March 5-16

Daily Moments March 4/16 ~ Inner Peace (haibun)

Her master sits by the window reading The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying then turns her gaze towards her pet, in awe.

Her feline friend appears pleased with her presence.  Yet, one just has to read her body language …

(c) Clr’16

warmth of her love,
yet the light from within
brings true peace

© Tournesol ’16/03/04

Daily Moments ~ March 4/16 

 

facade (troiku)

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Carnival in Venice -29 by Stefan Insam CC BY-SA 2.0

(troiku)

masking facade
bold yet striking
hollow eyes

masking facade
hiding frowns
liquid tears

bold yet striking
her last
charade

hollow eyes
death of the soul
disemboweled

© Tournesol ’16/03/03

Photo challenge – MindLoveMiserysMenagerie

dancing by the lake (haibun)

When she was a young teen she would sit behind the wooden stage propped up near Lake Champlain at Isle le Motte, Vermont.   Every Saturday, the owners of the campground would play fifty’s music. It was 1965 and she would sit with her older sister and they would watch their parents dance. Her mother was 5ft 2-3/4” and her father was 5ft 11”. They would sweep the floor with their soft feet floating on that wooden stage. Her mom on her tip toes swooning at the love her life. Her father with his charismatic smile. They danced like Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire…only her father was much more handsome.

bodies touching
heat of a summer’s night
under moonlit sky

© Tournesol ’16/03/03

Written for Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie

Daily Moments March 3/16 ~ Child’s Play (haiku)

child’s smile
prelude to animated
belly laughs

© Tournesol ’16/03/03

inspired by the photo at  Waruni Anuruddhika ~ Film and photography

Daily Moments March 3 2016 ~ Child’s Play

 

daisies on her wall (troiku)

stripped naked
piercing look of pure hatred
obeys evil whims

stripped naked
dives into her tapestry
of wild daisies

piercing look of pure hatred
swallows her
-whole

obeys evil whims
in a field of daisies,
her soul escapes

© Tournesol’16/03/02

Written for Three Word Wednesday: Naked, Obey, Piercing