droplets weep
on the Great Buddha
first morning
©Tournesol’16/01/22
Carpe Diem Special #193 Revise That Haiku … a trip along memory lane
Daibutsu no katahada no yuki toki ni keri
the snow has melted
on one shoulder
of the Great Buddha
© Shiki
Daily Moments _ Jan 22 – Winters spent (troiku)
winters spent
making fun outdoors,
taste anew indoors
winters spent
under the first full moon
skating on the lake
making fun outdoors
skiing and tobogganing
giant snow angels
taste anew indoors
Saki by the fire
savouring Basho
©Tournesol’2016/01/22
Daily Moments January 22, 2016
Daily Moments Jan 21 Chronic Pain (haiku)
mallets pound madly
vice grip tightens the brain
nocturnal omen
(c) Tournesol’16-01-21
Daily moments – Jan 21/16
madly – nocturnal – omen
loving embrace (haibun)
Sitting on the shore, she ponders on life. Flashes of her youth, her marriage and promises kept as long as she could, for the sake of the children. Guilt weighed her for years wishing she could have controlled happiness for those she loves until she finally learned. Happiness is an attitude. One can get caught up in the happiness trap, hanging on to misery, self-effacing tapes repeated in our minds or letting go and letting be. Hanging on to “feel good” thoughts and images, mirroring the goodness within is her guide now for the rest of her journey.
© Karuna’s sunset in India , LivingLearningandLettingGo
Mother Nature soothes
cradling her stellar babe
tranquil surrender
compassion embraced
warmth slipping into deep sleep
© Tournesol ‘2016/01/20
When I saw these breathtaking photos at LivingLearningandLettingGo, I could not help but see a mother cradling her infant, the way the sun seems lulled on the horizon. Karuna was generous enough to allow me to post her photos for my reflections here.
cease the fight (tanka)
speak the truth
starts with the first step
sets you free
cease the fight, honour wins
stand tall – wind at your back
© Tournesol ’16/01/19
Written for the Secret Keeper writing prompt:
(5) Words: | WIND | SPEAK | FREE | START | FIGHT
right to choose (tanka)
rolling the dice
little or no control
death and dying
once felt luck of the draw
right to die changes the stakes
© Tournesol ’16/01/19
Daily Moments January 20 2016 R.I.P. Glenn Frey (haibun)
In their twenty’s they became friends with their neighbours downstairs from their duplex. Finally, she met a Quebecois couple who appreciated her music too! They would spend hours in the “music room” listening to vinyl turning on their Technique blasting from their Pioneer speakers and later their Avid.
Hours getting drunk on the music…no need for drugs here. Hotel California was played over and over and over so many times. It’s a wonder the vinyl didn’t wear out but it wouldn’t , now would it with quality diamonds turning on that record.
The strings to this song lifted them to places no drug could ever bring them. RIP, Glenn Frey!
time has hastened
another legend dies
before his time
© Tournesol ’16/01/20
Daily Moments January 20 2016
shattered dreams (haiku)
gulls stand guard
snow speckled sand dunes
broken promises
©Tournesol ’16/01/19
snow drifts (haibun)
Walking home was not easy with a sore shoulder, bruised knee and back that felt like her spine was made up of toothpicks. The chill was tolerable in her down filled parka but the weight of her backpack on that bad shoulder and bad hand resting her cane made coming home to a warm bath her only goal.
snow drifts
mounds of white block her path
wind at my back
©Tournesol’16/01/19
Daily Moments January 19/16
Daily Moments January 18’16 – Blue Monday (haiku)
It snowed all night and continued snowing lightly as she left for work. The sidewalk had not yet been ploughed so the nice cushion of snow seemed nice and safe; she decided to brave the walk without studs on her boots. The snow was fluffy like talcum powder. She stops facing the sun that is trying to peak through the clouds and soaks up the beauty briefly.
evergreens
serene and chic
perpetual grace
Content with the view, she continues on her way to the bus and then she slips…where the heck that patch of ice waits mockingly under that pure whiteness. She could have been a clown at the Shriner’s Circus with flailing arms, wrestling with her backpack and wobbly knees…which would reach gravity first? It was a tie! Left knee crashes to the sneering ice and body is pulled by weight of her backpack crashing her shoulder to the ground. Not an easy feat to get up…Oh, yes, of course, she forgets to remove that 20 pound bag. She is whining now, from the pain, slightly feeling defeated and sorry for herself and then she remembers her collapsible cane is in her bag which saves the day. Onward and forward, she limps slowly.
mounting the bus
awkward but determined
with her cane
pokes a teen off assigned seating
deserving and pleased
© Tournesol ’16/01/18
Daily Moments January 18 2016
Interesting that today is Blue Monday the most depressing day of the year.
Tournesol dans un Jardin 