Poetry ~ Waka
through abandoned parks
in the night
the moon by her side
through abandoned parks
by herself
but never alone
in the night
communicates with
the full moon
the moon by her side
guiding light
opens unturned paths
©Tournesol’16/04/20
I started off by writing a loon (5-3-5) but then decided to build on that with a troiku; so one haiku is (3-5-3).
On her cool flat stones she sits in quiet contemplation. Tears run down her cheeks as she empties her heart feeling so alone until…
lone muse
spills self in hurried waters,
rapids call her name
by the riverside
all qualms are shared
current flows
pooling every misery
liberating souls
feeling alone
in the woods around Edo –
just the autumn wind (Yozakura)
colorful leaves dancing
through the abondend city (Chèvrefeuille)
feeling alone
in the woods around Edo
just the autumn wind
whirlwind of panache
fleeting splash of colours
blurs cluttered minds
lost in a sea
self-pity
© Tournesol ’15
Tournesol dans un Jardin 