
Canada photo Series – British Columbia
The Willow whispers
foilage salute with panache
a breath of fresh air.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/10
Poetry ~ Waka

Canada photo Series – British Columbia
The Willow whispers
foilage salute with panache
a breath of fresh air.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/10
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Photo credit: Bonfire in Finland
Kids giddy with joy
staying up late to play
Summer Solstice.
All night bonfires
singing, dancing, having fun
Summer Solstice.
Tilling the soil,
cultivating the earth
life renewed.
Mother Earth
bestows sustenance
life renewed.
Rejoice in life
fires blaze and celebrate
promising season.
(Tanka)
Sleepless children
longer days, shorter nights
full-house in the summertime
parents miss intimacy
steeling quickies now and then.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/09
Okay, I went a little overboard with my enthusiasm here. I took about 10 photos and then the dilemma was choosing. So I broke it down to two {for now}.

This first photo was taken outside just before sundown; it is a restaurant on boulevard Saint-Laurent a five minute walk from our offices. I thought it looked pretty cool.

Here I played with the contrast and colour saturation and added a cool looking frame I discovered on my Google +; all my photos automatically uploaded from my phone to Google

This is still on the same boulevard a few doors further and I liked the sign so I clicked my photo again. The sign says “The Art of Living” and I liked that half of the reflection shows the tree and sky.

Again I played with saturation mostly here and added a nifty frame and there you have it for reflections. Thanks for the prompt, Georgia!
All photos taken with my smart phone last Wednesday.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/08
Submitted for Bastetspixelventures – Reflections

© CLR June 2013 rivière Yamaska, Farnham, Québéc.
Lazy sunny day
sunbathing by the river
drinking lemonade.
*
paddle boats sculling
kids wading in the river
splashing, gurgling.
*
bullfrogs, motor boats
transistor radios
echoes of laughter.
*
scorching summer night
sitting on the balcony
hear the crickets sing.
*
sitting on the balcony
untying her kimono
gentle breeze caress
*
summers may promise
moments of delight and bliss,
desires quenched.
.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/07
Submitted for: Carpe Diem Haiku Kai – #486 – Satisfaction
Photo taken by my family home growing up where there were row boats, paddle boats and motor boats as part of the scenery all summer long.
This man grabbed the nearest table umbrella to escort three women to their car in the pouring rain. Now that’s what we call a GENTLEman!
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Kindness
Hearing the ding-dong sound, I ran down the stairs, reaching the closing doors of the Metro car then suddenly, I saw two hands block the doors…they reopened and I rushed in. Looking at the owner of said hands, I was touched to see a very young man who had allowed me to step on the train. Thankfully, I would not be late for work…again! I know it’s illegal to do this but I was truly moved by this gesture. A young man barely in his twenties by the look of him and me, over fifty years old…why had he done this?
This was my first year returning to Montreal. I suppose chivalry still does exist but it’s more than that…it is acts of kindness people show regardless if they are living in a big city or a village.
How do you react when someone holds a door for you? Are you offended if you are a young woman? Or are you flattered or just touched? I grew up in the age when feminism became quite strong…well, it toppled to ridiculous in some cases for I would have cringed being a man just trying to be polite and holding a door for someone. It’s like you are damned if you do and damned if you don’t. Sometimes I just want to scream at people who get offended at acts of kindness. There does NOT always have to be a hidden agenda and what if there was…so what? You don’t have to reciprocate. Sheesh!
Years ago when I had just moved to Toronto, I had just dropped my daughter off at the bus terminal on Dundas and Bay. It was a Sunday afternoon and I knew I had to go home to a small empty apartment. So I decided to walk down Yonge Street. My heart was heavy with loneliness already missing my daughter and thinking of my son as well who both were in Montreal. My mixed emotions weighed with remorse and worry for them. The weight on my heart was heavy. It was busy on the street with city folks taking advantage of the glorious sunny day. I kept my head down and hardly noticed anyone.
“Hey, don’t look so sad, Lady. It’s a beautiful sunny day and tomorrow is another day!” I stopped and looked towards the voice. There was a homeless man standing near his belongings setting up for the evening in front of a closed down theatre. His genuine smile showed a few missing teeth and I smiled through my teary eyes, nodded and whispering “thank you”. Continuing on my walk, the tears just would not stop. I looked up at the beautiful blue sky and squinted at the sun. I was smiling now and realized my sobbing was not sadness but tears of joy. I had been touched by an angel…kindness.
(haiku)
metro doors open
woman limps in with a cane
young man gets up, smiles.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/06
Submitted for a Tracesprompt: Is the Age of Chivalry Still Here?

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai #485 Oneness
Oneness makes me think on so many varied situations that do create a sense of harmony, unity, to be ONE. Here are my humble thoughts.
la pomme tombe
embrasse le gazon
le ver grignote
l’hirondelle attend
guette le ver au sol
repas de vainqueur.
mélodie soupire
amoureux fleurent la flamme
danse langoureusement
nouveau-né pleure
nourrit au sein de sa mère
harmonie.
fallen apple
kissed the grass
worm nibbles.
robin waits
sees the worm below
victor`s feast.
new-born whimpers
nurses at his mother`s breast
oneness
sultry music croons
steamy lovers feel the heat
slow dancing.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/05

(haiku)
Elle regard coquinement
cils invitant leur baiser,
leurs lèvres touchent à peine.
Looks up demurely
lashes inviting their first kiss,
lips barely touching
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/04
Submitted for: Carpe Diem – Haiku #484 – Kissing
I would have liked to add 2 lines as a Tanka to the English version:
(tanka)
Looks up demurely
lashes inviting their first kiss,
lips barely touching
she leans into him – wanting
surrenders to a slow kiss.

Soleil doré
rayonne le ciel bleu
nuages taquinent
golden glow
enhance a blue sky
teasing clouds.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/04
Submitted for: CPHH-Carpe Diem Ghost-Writer #11, Jen Rosenberry’s “Sun”

Parc de la Chute-Montmorency (Falls) Beauport, Québec
Chute versant sa gloire
émerveille tous les touristes
venant de loin.
&
Falls spill their glory
tourists gather to marvel
all from far away.
© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/03
is dedicated this month to a young Portuguese composer (born in 1089) named: BrunuhVille.