rumbling of the train
commuters nodding their heads
whistle blares last stop
©Tournesol`17/08/06
Poetry ~ Waka
rumbling of the train
commuters nodding their heads
whistle blares last stop
©Tournesol`17/08/06
Source: BLAKE PIERCE
In the past 7 days I have already read 3 of his books! Pierce gets in the mind of his characters and so does the reader. His style reminds me a bit of Jonathan Kellerman’s Alex Delaware series…really, Pierce’s writing is that good!!
I am way behind as I just noticed this prompt, Autumn Retreat – Departure for CDHK today looking at stunning poetry by Kim and Milan. So I decided to try and play catch up. July 15th to August 5th would be 22 submissions listed herein below.
Departure #1 growing up (tanka)
departing anew
kissing my children
leaving for work
returning to faces transformed
growing pains hurt mothers too
Departure #2 a mother’s love (senryu)
My mother always said that God loaned me to her for eighteen years to love, nurture and prepare me to leave the family nest and start my own independent life.
letting go
with love
a mother’s true love
Departure #3 dementia (tanka)
each day
she asks me
do I know you?
year after year
saying goodbyes
Departure #4 hanging on (tanka)
lilacs
even when you leave
your fragrance lingers
until next spring
I`ll still wait for you
Departure #5 summer romance (senryu)
summer love
hot and sizzling
but oh! so short lived
Departure #6 loving mother (tanka)
I remember
every day I left your side
I kissed you goodbye
one or ten-thousand kisses
each one was new to me
Departure #7 farewells (senryu)
standing at the dock
ship’s horn vibrates in my soul
but I can’t see you
Departure #8 divorce (tanka)
you were just a teen
visiting me from far away
my heart breaks
will I still recognize you
on your next visit
Departure #9 death (senryu)
a child cannot grasp
Où est GrandPapa?
death is forever
Departure #10 young bride (tanka)
leaving home for good
mother-daughter bond is strong
I was not ready
the cord did stretch forever
until I did let go
Departure #11 letting go (tanka)
taking down old photos
generations archived
time to let go
looking at my blank wall
each nail shouts their name
Departure #12 goodbyes (senryu)
the train whistled
waving goodbye to Daddy
piercing my heart
Departure #13 sudden endings (senryu)
shocked with disbelief
first fallen leaf in July
premature endings
Departure #14 white comforter (tanka)
first snowfall
autumn leaves rest
over death’s bed
comforting tears of grief
like Grandmaman’s duvet
Departure #15 dust to dust (senryu)
autumn leaves
falling near her grave
Mother’s not alone
Departure #16 shorter days (tanka)
barely daylight
in my waking hours
day ends too early
soon I will become
a keeper of the night
Departure #17 colours of autumn (tanka)
autumn’s irony
bright amber, gold and red
liven the landscape
final days approaching
casting its dismal shadow
Departure #18 Snow Day (tanka)
first snow storm
happy children making forts
schools are closed
I’m stranded for a few days
watching snow ploughs do their thing
Departure #19 man’s best friend (senryu)
pausing at the door
tapping of eager paws
no longer greets me
Departure #20 Falling in love with fiction (senryu)
that last chapter
like saying goodbye
to a good friend
Departure #21 attachment (senryu)
no longer a baby
waiting for the school bus
Mommy dries her tears
Departure #22 – A new school year (haibun)
I think that my mother was the only mother that I knew, growing up, who was not anxious for school to start in September. All my friends’ mothers did not work and relished the peace and quiet come September. Yet, my mother worked at home as a hairdresser but she loved having us around. It was as if each year a part of her children was separating from her little by little.
a new school year
teachers and classmates
influencing views
mother feels she’s lost her touch
forced to let go
© Tournesol 2017/08/05
Our host, Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, gives us this painting to inspire our writing waka. I have chosen to write a Troiku, which is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille.

disrobing slowly
winter’s slumber lies in wait
blushing
disrobing slowly
watching with heightened interest
lusting
winter’s slumber lies in wait
calculating
patience
blushing
shades of pink and amber
the old maple tree
©Tournesol’117/08/05

staying up all night
searching like a fool
wishes come in dreams
wrapped in self-pity
lined with self-righteousness
seams that cry “why me”
such strange bedfellows
living in a paradox
passion and despair
prisoner of self-doubt
fooled by ancient fairy tales
power is within
waking up hungry
waiting for the sun to rise
crunching cheerios
©Tournesol’17
contradictions reflected Daily Moments August 5 2017
At Heeding haiku with Chèvrefeuille at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie, our host asks us to write a haibun (prose with a haiku or tanka) inspired by the sculpture below. I looked up the artist, Matteo Pugliese and discovered the name of this piece is La Promessa…
I discovered a new form of poetry last month called The Cherita at Celestine’s blog Reading Pleasure, a gifted Haiku poetess; the Cherita was created by al li. Rather than using prose, I am telling my story with two Cherita followed by a Troiku which is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille. I name my haibun a troibun since troiku is the core.

The hidden promise (Troibun)
aggravation started bubbling unexpectedly
all those hopes and fantasies
never seeing the dawn of day
sadness and self-pity
wrapped inside a duvet
used to comfort her
pointing fingers and blaming life is so less painful
staying up late at night
wishing upon a star
waking up dismayed
feeding on crestfallen
crunching on uncertainty
©Tournesol’17/08/05
captive
all those years – stalling
prisoner of self-doubt
captive
wall of hidden truths
fooled to feel helpless
all those years –stalling
that prince of fairy tales
held inside a web
prisoner of self-doubt
unrequited promises
trapped inside her soul
©Tournesol’17/08/05
I just noticed this prompt at Carpe Diem #1228 sunset (CD Imagination) today and decided to include my “daily moments” haiga at work yesterday, which just happened to be written July 31st.
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During a long counselling call, I looked out the window and noticed the sunset…I could not run up on the roof for a short break so I took a photo from my I-Phone …

silence
of a fading sky
nature’s last act
©Tournesol\17/07/31
Today, looking at this photo again, my muse whispered her impressions…
brush strokes
with raging passion
on blazing sky
liquefying
on tawny seas
©Tournesol’17/08/01

A troiku
perched on his post
overseeing the cornfield
cawing his presence
perched on his post
watching the sun rise slowly
behind the old barn
overseeing the cornfield
scurrying unnoticed
mice squeal with delight
cawing his presence
even the old scarecrow
stands at attention
©Tournesol’17/07/30
A troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille.
The Troiku is a new haiku form created by Chèvrefeuille
(troiku)
marked with age spots
the old woman holds out a cup
with gnarled fingers
marked with age spots
having lived a long life
beauty rewritten
the old woman holds out a cup
invisible to society
people hurry by
with gnarled fingers
shelled nuts from her secret stash
feeds the squirrels
©Tournesol’17/07/28