flower power (haiga)

hippy love
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chasing playfully
in the open meadow
tag you’re it!

giggling like children
old shed in the meadow
playing naughty

© Tournesol’15

Carpe Diem “Meadow”

Courting moon (Troiku)

© Clr '15

(Troiku)

I stood in awe
watched a work of art
angels created

I stood in awe
only eyes can admire
an artist paint

watched a work of art
pictured brush strokes in the sky
I stood in awe

angels created
arched moon woos
sparkly stars

© Tournesol ’15

TROIKU, is a new form of haiku (an abstract of one of the Carpe Diem Previews) created by Chèvrefeuille.

bliss (haiku)

Bastet gave us a lovely musical video to help inspire  our muse at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie  Such a lovely choice too! I love violins and the harp…such beautiful instruments that mimic nature as well as human nature.

Bliss

harp breathing life
sunflowers twirl in concert
bees buzz

violin weeps,
mother’s happy tears
newborn

butterfly haven,
sunflowers pirouette
nature’s ballet

© Tournesol ’14

I can’t help but feel movement in this prompt, in nature and spiritually as well. Hence, this will be my offering for Carpe Diem “Movement”

river heals (Tan Renga)

Such a lovely prompt today at Carpe Diem to complete a Tan Renga.  Our host shares his heart warming delight that Carpe Diem has become an engaged and loving family. Here are two completions by our host.

river stones
caressed by flowing water
pale moon shines (Becca Givens)

the sound of a waterfall
makes the night more silent (Chèvrefeuille)

river stones
caressed by flowing water
pale moon shines (Becca Givens)

behind a thin veil of clouds
she, the one I love, smiles at me (Chèvrefeuille)

Indeed, I am a late comer, more like the half-sister or step-sister whichever seems the nicest {grins}.  A family that creates an art painters do, a mood great writers do and encouragement and guidance a caring parent or older sibling do.  In that vein I have written this.  I am starting with the completion that suits the mood of this prompt best.

river stones
caressed by flowing water
pale moon shines ©Becca Givens

intermittent trickle
winks of the milky way © Tournesol

Water is actually my lifeline in so many ways.  At first I looked at this prompt and attempted several completions that appeared morose and yet it is meant to show the power of water and how its presence in my life changes the currents in my heart, soul and moods.   So I wrote several and reread the instructions of our host giving us a choice to write another haiku or completion.  Ah, so back to the drawing board and here are my haiku that map a part of my journey before I arrived to the above completion.

© Roger Kenner – Richelieu River, Chambly, Quebec

toes in icy water,
sting in hope, tingling
mollifies the soul 

tears of despair
finally, river swallows
I can breathe

© Tournesol

light of the stars (haiku)

cat braves the cold,

light of the milky way

catches a mouse

~

glares with spite

silhouette beneath the stars

the owl hoots

© Tournesol ’14

Carpe Diem

mystic fields (haiku)

Our host has introduced Karunesh – Magic Fields as our inspiration to write a haiku.  Here is our host’s offering:

magic is in the air
the sweet perfume of autumn
brings ecstasy

© Chèvrefeuille

nature’s glory
whispering grace,
mystic fields

© Tournesol ’14

CP#582 Magic Fields

Early worm catches the fruit (haiga)

© Early worm
© Clr ’14 Early worm

Anticipation

ripened fruit awaits, but

worm beat me

© Tournesol

Originally posted by Cheryl-Lynn at Tournesol dans un jardin

 

Silent Sunday

© Clr '14 Hiding from the sun
© Clr ’14 Hiding from the sun

Wordless Wednesdays

© Clr '14  Sous les arbres
© Clr ’14 Sous les arbres  (taken with Tablet, Surface 2)

Capturing the sun last Wednesday since it’s raining today…Bon Mecredi! Clr

Ramblings on life (haiga)

(haiku)

hot muggy day
spider finds a cool safe place
took a bubble bath

August sailing
gusty winds tense the jib
crow kissed a windshield

fly fidgets
buzzes around his arm.
SWAT!

spider spins
all night long diligently
Eureka!

children’s park
swings, teeter totters, slides
barbarian invasion

children giggling
bright coloured kites catch the sun
string floats silently

© Tournesol ’14
© Tournesol ’14
© Tournesol ’14
© Tournesol ’14
 

(free verse)

If I were an insect,
who knows how my life would end?
If I were a bird,
who knows how the wind would blow?
If I were a child living in the wrong part of the world,
who knows when my life would end?
Life is a gift for some,
a puzzle for so many,
an affliction for too many…

What life lends
may be a mystery
black and white blends
interesting and dreary
I can always count
on rivers to flow
on the sun to glow
sunsets sublime
and the moon to shine

originally published @ Tournesol dans un Jardin

© Tournesol 2014/08/12