winter months (haiku)

autumn skunk

waddles through winter

full belly

© Tournesol ’14

ringing blue bells (haiga)

At Carpe Diem the prompt is Chinese Bellflower (or Kikyo)

In researching a bit on the powers of the roots, I found that it is a perennial herb with saponins, the root of which is a bronchodilator and expectorant; it is used for abdominal pain, bronchitis, chest pain, colds, cough, diarrhea, oral abscesses, sore throat, tonsillitis. I can see how it is a sacred autumn flower with such properties as to cure many winter colds and bronchial infections. It truly is a beautiful flower, bell- shaped.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Platycodon_grandiflorus
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Platycodon_grandiflorus

angels ring
bells of blue flora, reaping
herbal tonics

herbal tonics
bred from roots of bellflower
breath of fresh air

© Tournesol ’14/11/08

hanging on (haiga)

© Clr 2014
© Clr 2014

tournesol

accrochant à la vie

enjoué

 ~

sunflower

hanging on to life

beaming

© Tournesol ’14

new day (haiga)

© Clr '14 October sunrise
© Clr ’14 October sunrise

chanting a mantra,
light steals through darkness
hope of new day

*

filled with grace
sun shines on Mother Earth
dewdrops sparkle

© Tournesol ’14

Haiku Horizons “dawn”

Art in the sky (haiga)

© Clr 2014 rivière Yamaska
© Clr 2014 rivière Yamaska

on the river

angels paint designs,

reflection of me

© Tournesol ’14

© Clr '14 Sunset in Oakville
© Clr ’14 Sunset in Oakville

sunset fair

angels giddy as they eat,

cotton candy

© Tournesol ’14

Carpe Diem Timeglass “Clouds”

muted silence (tan renga)

When  I first read this haiku by JazzyTower from Thoughts and Entanglements     I had an idea of what I wanted to write to complete it but then I read Jen’s Winding/Woven at Blog it or Lose it and it inspired a different slant to my renga and haiku to complete this hokko.

Here is Jen’s completion:

winding through past life
foreign tongues absorbed in dreams
sense of home prevails     
(c) Jazzytower

woven into a poem
fading quickly at sunrise    (c) Jen R

Here is our host, Chèvrefeuille’s completion:

winding through past life
foreign tongues absorbed in dreams
sense of home prevails                                 (c) Jazzytower

hear! monks chant Om Mani Padme Hum
spreading peace all around the globe      (c)  Chèvrefeuille

It was that second line “foregn tongues absorbed in dreams” that formed my original stirring  and Jen’s post completed the potion.  For the past twenty odd years, I often dream lucid dreams.  I can change some things and it’s like I am co-editor of my film now and then EXCEPT for nightmares.  I am aware where I am, I am fully concious I want to get the heck out of Dodge but that editor in chief just will not let me. Man, that is a terrible feeling and when I wake up I do NOT want to go back to sleep…all lights are on and time to stay awake for a while reading or writing.

Screamng girl by Sandra Hultsfed – Deviant Art

winding through past life
foreign tongues absorbed in dreams
sense of home prevails        (c)  Jazzytower

stuck in this twilight zone
clawing out in muted screams

sequinned in sweat,
facing sighs of relief, Home!
Home! home at last.                      (c)  Tournesol

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”

summer sounds (haiga)

Kidzone

cricket’s shrill
invades the night,
a toad burps

 © Tournesol’14

Carpe Diem “Little Creatures”

on humility (haiku)

takes his cue on stage,
audience murmurs solemnly
Serenity Prayer

~
beggar mutters
daily mantra um-teem times
holding out his cup

© Tournesol ’14

Carpe Diem TackleitTuesday #11

an angel stands in wait (haiku)

Thinking of my friend this week…

her sobs echo
across the Atlantic
a long journey

Caspian Sea and
Arabian Gulf imbibe
salty tears

the skies rumble
iridescent light,
safe passage

pain free at last
an angel stands by, waiting
in white light

heavens whisper
the last chapter,
Rumi stirs

© Tournesol ‘14

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Don’t run away from grief , o soul
Look for the remedy inside the pain.
because the rose came from the thorn
and the ruby came from a stone
.

© Rumi