Tag: haiku

North Star (haibun)

November is often a dark morbid month for me. I find I have to get accustomed to the lack of warmth as well as the loss of colours, bare trees and shorter days announce more darkness. All seem so desolate and depressing. But then winds pick up, cool the air so much, clouds once heavy with rain turn into lovely snowflakes.

Soon the earth will be covered in carpets of white; I don`t feel the sunset at four so discouraging now for the snow gives light. It is pleasant walking on the snow covered ground, hearing the crunch of my boots on the spongy snow. We are less than one month before Christmas and now, finally, I am getting into the spirit of the holidays…Christmas meaning so much more than gifts and decorations but the spirit of a rebirth and giving; the sharing of love and warmth among friends and family.

winter stroll
looks up at the milky way
snowflakes on her lips

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Christmas Eve
sylphs gather in concert
shaping snow sculptures
scheduled with the North Star
welcoming the messiah

(c) Tournesol ’14

Heeding Haiku with HA at MindLoveMisery’sMenagerie

glow of lanterns (haiga)

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Scratch of quills
poets pen with  master
lanterns’ glow

~
penned a portrait
moon over hot springs
lanterns shed light

~
making love
light of one lantern
crickets sing

© Tournesol ’14

halo in the sky (haiga)

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halo over steeple
sparrows look in awe
 blessed rainbow

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dreams of pot of gold
at the end of the rainbow
 leprechaun grins

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Carpe Diem – Timeglass – Rainbow

 

 

golden star (haiga)

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clouds rift in honour

golden star shines

on passion flower

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Carpe Diem Haiku Shuukan

in quest (haiga)

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hymns breeze at dawn,

abbey lauds in quest of

the Holy Spirit

~

(American Sentence)

Be mindful of your quest, for you may be chasing only at the wind

© Tournesol’14

Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge

montgolfière (haibun)

Photo: Hot Air Balloon Shadow by Snupi2001 @ Deviantart.com
Photo: Hot Air Balloon Shadow by Snupi2001 @ Deviantart.com

Every August there is a festival of hot air balloons in Saint-Jean-sur-Richelieu, called Festival International de Montgolfières. The first hot air balloon was developed by the brothers, Michel Montgolfier and Jacques Eitienne Montgolphier from Annonay, France, in 1782.*

Our family lived near this St- Jean. Hot air balloons depend mostly on calmer winds, 10 miles an hour or less. Therefore just after dawn or late afternoons near dusk generally have less wind speed.  We would sometimes see a shadow cast over the field behind our house during dinner just before sunset.

It is always a thrill to see them up in the air when they take off as a fleet with the varied burst of colours in the sky. Last year I stopped on the highway to look at five balloons floating over Mont St-Grégoire. Such a calming effect when they float over you and you can hear only the puffs of air blowing into the fabric of the balloon.

 In this prompt of Heeding Haiku with HA at MindLoveMisery’sMenagerie, we are given two words, chestnut (autumn) and balloon (spring). What came to mind was the festival a month before autumn. August is considered early autumn.

L’ombre d’une montgolfière

plane au vent doux du mois d’août

mulot fuit le chat

© Tournesol ’14

August wind casts

shadow of a hot air balloon

mouse dodged the cat

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 * History of le mongolfière

child in me (tan renga)

bright autumn moon
bare branches moving like arms –
the first snow © Yozakura

© Clr '14
© Clr ’14

bright autumn moon
bare branches moving like arms –
the first snow  

dream of making snow angels
awakens the child in me

© Tournesol ’14

Carpe Diem

poachers (haiku)

fiery outburst
notoriuous for
a mother bear


poachers slyly
lure her cub with honey
in their van

in their van
through rough roads to sell the cub
nearby toxic zoo

© Tournesol ’14

3WW – Fiery, Notorius, Toxic

escape (haiku)

There are several ways to escape from the rat race, busy days and worries.  Depending on what time I have available will determine what I do.  Speed walking, cycling or sitting by the lake, the river or allowing the river rapids to drown my thoughts and worries away, they all can do wonders, the latter is my favourite.

One does not always have the time or opportunity to get out, however, nor does the climate permit this.  But, I can always depend on music. And that is what I am doing tonight at my work break…no problems on my mind…just me and ivory keys.

relaxed heartbeat

ripple of ivory

my sanctuary

© Tournesol ’14

brush strokes (haiga)

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© Clr ’14

light of setting star
brush strokes blend
on blue canvas

passionate artist
showers radiance
on blue canvas

artist cleans his brush
sky blends into twilight
lovers’ in the night

© Tournesol ’19-03-2