Tag: poem

Harmony – Carpe Diem #485 Oneness

 

Photo credits: chevrefeuillescarpediem
Photo credits: chevrefeuillescarpediem

 

  Carpe Diem Haiku Kai #485 Oneness 

Oneness makes me think on so many varied situations that do create a sense of harmony, unity, to be ONE.  Here are my humble thoughts.

 

la pomme tombe

embrasse le gazon

le ver grignote

 

l’hirondelle attend

guette le ver au sol

repas de vainqueur.

 

mélodie soupire

amoureux fleurent la flamme

danse langoureusement    

 

nouveau-né pleure

nourrit au sein de sa mère

harmonie.

 

fallen apple

kissed the grass

worm nibbles. 

 

robin waits

sees the worm below

victor`s feast. 

 

new-born whimpers

nurses at his mother`s breast

oneness 

 

sultry music croons

steamy lovers feel the heat

slow dancing.

© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/05

 

Soleil – Sun (haiga)

© CLR 2014
© CLR 2014

Soleil doré
rayonne le ciel bleu
nuages taquinent

golden glow
enhance a blue sky
teasing clouds.

© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/04

Submitted for: CPHH-Carpe Diem Ghost-Writer #11, Jen Rosenberry’s “Sun” 

Chute/Falls of Glory – (haiku) Carpe Diem Special 95

Parc de la Chute-Montmorency (Falls) Beauport, Québec

Chute versant sa gloire
émerveille tous les touristes
venant de loin.

&

Falls spill their glory
tourists gather to marvel
all from far away.

© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/06/03

  

Carpe Diem Special 95 Falls of Glory

is dedicated this month to a young Portuguese composer (born in 1089) named:  BrunuhVille.

Fantasy Medieval Music – Falls of Glory

 

 

Celestine’s Ribbon of colours – Carpe Tan Renga Challenge #37

Carp Diem Haiku Kai – Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge #37, Celestine’s “ribbon of colours”

ribbon of colours
streaks across the endless sky
dance of the spirits

© Celestine of Reading Pleasure

ribbon of colours
streaks across the endless sky
dance of the spirits
ancestors’ rainbows whisper,
swirl in rhythmic harmony.

© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/05/31

Split second escapes (haiga)

Soul Sisters © CLR 2013
Soul Sisters
© CLR 2013

 

(haiku)

Inhaling
nature, green beckons
childish fun.

&

Clicking on the menu
to start a new contact,
the story will ensue
we form a first contract
I listen and care too,
sometimes it gets sad
need to find a bit of glad
to maintain my strength,
then, my heart fills
with feel-good thrills…
soak up a fond venue
screen portrays this view…

Two soul sisters
in more ways than one,
resting on the stairs
soaking up the sun;
just seconds before,
they make a dash for
a game of
Tag! you`re It!
and Catch me if you Can!
a little friendly wrestle
growling in their
rounds of muscle
all in sisterly
canine fun.

© Cheryl-Lynn, 2014/05/30

Submitted for: PookyPoetry Prompt #30 – Screensaver. I often alternate with a screensaver at work from family photos of my mom and me, my grandson, my children, lovely street photos I took or loving pets. These are two sisters my son owns, taken on the back steps of his Rougemont home. I call these split second escapes when counselling on the phone to maintain a strong, comforting and engaging stance.

Searching likeness (Shadorma – Tilus)

http://bastetandsekhmet.files.wordpress.com/2014/05/swans.jpg

Hauntingly
seeks reconnaissance
echoing
brilliance
sun reflects on golden pond
unlike empty eyes.

Insights, comprehension
forever
gone.

In a daze
strives for some semblance
hesitates
contemplates
who is this old face who gapes?
where has time escaped?

rouses from a deep sleep
spots her, in
me.

Is this fate…
reality bites
I shall change
destiny
cast off all senility
inhale lucidness.

Embrace reflections on
this pond…see,
me.

 

© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/05/27

Submitted for: Mindlovemiserysmenagerie Shadorma Photo Prompt #9

A shadorma is composed of six non-rhyming lines (sestina or sextet) and the syllable pattern is 3-5-3-3-7-5.  It can have as many stanzas as you like, just as long as each stanza follows the syllable pattern mentioned above .  You have a week to create you poems so be patient and let the photo inspire you!  Or use your own photograph or art work!

Tilus – the poem is divided into two parts, the first consisting of two lines of 6 – 3 syllable count.  The second is composed of a single one syllable word.  The goal of the tilus which must not be more than 10 syllables is to contemplate the world of nature and how it can open the door of understanding life.

Instill hope

Sad Boy texting on street at night

an infant is born
one or two parents
bond and sojourn
with babe in their arms
for years to come,
attention is spent
to this child’s content.
Then something snaps
this union elapse
estrangement ensues
the youth feels alone
cannot even grasp,
yet tries to remember
this schism took place
he then comprehends
and feels a disgrace
his parent’s don’t care
or want to erase
his presence forever
he’s n’er been born.
when did this all happen?
each off on their own
no one is communicating
a youth is deteriorating
and wants to give up
knows not how to cope
but then will reach out
and we’ll instill hope.

 © Cheryl-Lynn 2014/05/17

le pommetier d’Olivier (haiga)

2014 CLR
2014 CLR

 

 

 

(Haiku)

pommetier

bourgeonne dans la nuit

fleurira.

 

 

 

 

2014 CLR
2014 CLR

 

 

(haiku)

crabapple tree

budding promise,

in the night.

© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/05/12

What if I don’t remember?

B questioning me nov 13

la sénescence ne pardonne pas
La mémoire
est une faculté
qui oublie.

Senility is unforgiving.
Memory
is a faculty
that forgets.

*********

What if I don’t remember?

Every time

I don’t remember

a name, a street even a number

I do get queasy

inside my tummy.

what are my fears?

have my fair share.

driving about … anywhere

what if I lose my way out there?

I do get frightened

I’ll not come back

get lost in thought

take two wrong turns

and then I fear

I’ll lose my way…

but what about

my thoughts, my words

your face, your voice,

and all my memories?

that blasted

evil enemy

may visit me

some day …

  and stay!

That shameful senility

may rob me of my dignity.

© Cheryl-Lynn, 2014/05/02

Submitted for: PookyPoetry Daily Prompts – What scares you?