April showers
Mother Nature spring-cleaning
false impression
our planet cries
bury our heads in the sand
defend delusions
© Tournesol ’15
Tag: poem
journey embraced (haibun)
Living in solitude, eating lightly, controlling the thought, word, and deed; ever absorbed in yoga of meditation, and taking refuge in detachment. Bhagavad Gita
© CLR 2014 Lake Ontario Via Rail
© CLR 2014 Via Rail
© clr ’14
I used to travel by train, bus or car Montreal to Toronto which was about a 5 hour trip; I kept counting how many kilometers I had left to get to my destination. Now I rather take the train and enjoy the scenery…I try to stay awake to enjoy sites I missed all those years when I was in a hurry. That vast Lake Ontario, the farmlands, trees and so many quaint towns we pass along the way now capture my attention. No longer am I attached to time and destination…the journey is part of the trip.
caterpillar rests
embracing tranquility
butterfly flutters
(c) Tournesol ’15
nouvelle vie (haiku)
feuille novice
inspirant nouvelle vie
regarde! larmes de joie!
fledgling leaf
breathing new life
Look! tears of joy!
(c) Tournesol `15
Loyal Friend (Haibun)
This was inspired by a Choka I wrote previously, here, when contemplating on the wren.
The woman would sit on the cold concrete during her fifteen minute break. She was wrapped in woolen coat, toque and scarf, shielded by cement pillars. That cold winter, ten years ago, sat in mourning contemplation by a bed of frozen dirt, was once a garden. Twelve months went by as she sat day by day, accompanied by her faithful wren.
bereft, she sits
wren pecks on frozen soil,
a sacred visit
© Tournesol ’15
city dwellers in winter (choka)
(choka)
sits by the garden
now a bed of frozen dirt
framed in grey concrete
watches evening traffic flow
three pigeons peck crumbs
office people may have dropped
the cry of seagulls
alert brethren siting food
screech getting closer
envy, greed tormenting gull
pigeons gulp with haste
all but one flew away
https://www.flickr.com/photos/katrinschaak/8752649255/
Photo credits: Katrin Schaak – Flickr
then down for the kill
gull assaults the trembling bird
walkers passing by
chase the gull who flies away
bitter cold winter
turns them all into vultures
watching the whole show
wren hunts in that bed of dirt
mourner’s sacred sign
day by day, wren visits her
reminiscing of the past
© Tournesol ’15
autumn wind (tan renga)
howling wind —
an autumn note within
the bamboo flute (Kala Ramesh)
rustling leaves prepare to fall
whistling wind turns into shrills
trembling twigs
awaiting emptiness
their naked fate
© Tournesol ’15
sleepy seedlings (haiku)
somnolent seeds
cultivating with love
promise of growth
promise of growth
in quest of nirvana
budding flower
(c) Tournesol ’15
looks like a flower (haiga)
We are asked to write a haiku with the same topic in 3 varied haiku
5-7-5
first dandelion
daring little bud stretches
basking in the sun
3-5-3
dandelion
knocks on spring’s door
beaming
free style
yellow weed
looks like a flower
gulps sun rays
© Tournesol ’15
springtime tulips (haiku)
longing for flora
frown turns into a smile
flaming red tulip
© Tournesol ’15
Haiku Horizon “fire”
ancestors (haiku)
forgive them
they know not what they do
sins of their past
digging their graves
stirring boxes of rotted worms
sins of their past
© Tournesol ’15
Tournesol dans un Jardin 
