lovers’ dreams (troibun)

Walking with a spring in her feet, she chanted softly feeling so free. People sitting on park benches…couples confabulating

(troiku)

golden glow
love is in the air
faces flushed

golden glow
radiance
at is best

love is in the air
l’air du printemps
amour du jour

faces flushed
fanaticising
erotic bliss

Daily Moments ~ March 30, 2016 lovers’ dreams

Daily Moments March 21 spring-cleaning haibun

One can feel the glow of the sun on the second day of spring despite the cool breeze. She looks out the patio window and sees how spring cleaning is overdue. Some things will have to wait until it is warmer like patio doors but still, it is refreshing to get a sense of renaissance…almost like those last hours of labour before childbirth.

spotty windows
sunshine showcases
a fly stirs

Haiku Horizons’ prompt is “fly”

snow is melting (troiku)

(troiku)

under sunlit skies
hope of bulbs blossoming
snow is melting

under sunlit skies
giggling children skip home
hand in hand

hope of bulbs blossoming
in her mind’s eye- red tulips,
Mother’s Day

snow is melting
spots that old red skipping rope
makes her grin

At Dversepoets we are asked to write a poem using exactly 44 words excluding the title (not less, not more). Make sure to include the word grin in your poem.

Daily Moments March 10 20106 ~ an angel is born (haibun)

©Clr’16

Walking to work today felt like flying…like her feet were walking just a few cm above the sidewalk. No snow on the pavement , the cool air comfortable at three degrees C and well, it felt like spring is truly coming…

around the corner
takes a sneak peak
searching for Spring

She was thinking of people she knew who were born this day since she had a memory for many old friends of long ago. Ah, yes, her high school friend who was over 6ft tall. That was quite unusual for the 60’s and NO ONE teased her. (smiles) She also had the nicest smile.

And there was her sister’s first boyfriend when they were fifteen. She thought he was cute too but he teased her all the time, singing, “Walks like a boy” because she was tall and slanky with no curves whatsoever at thirteen. Yes, she remembers him alright. But he was a good friend of her first crush, so she tolerated the taunts.

And now she met someone recently through the grace of internet and poetry …dearest Melinda’s http://melindakucsera.com/2016/03/10/give-truth-a-chance/comment-page-1/#comment-6242 birthday is today, on this 10^th day of March…Happy Birthday, kiddo!

on this day
several moons away
an angel was born

Daily Moments March 10 20106 ~ an angel is born (haibun)

Daily moments Feb 2/16 – returning home (haibun)

Walking under clear blue skies put her in such a mood…spring added to her steps, speeding up the journey.

melting snow
arms tangled in golden glow
welcome chirping birds

Daily Moments – Feb 2/16

spring’s promise (haiku)

City grounds slumber
dreaming of tête-à-têtes –
awaken in spring

Daily Moments – January 27 2016

March sun (haibun)

IDYLLIC SPRING

Grassy steps led to an over-grown garden. Looking down Janice wondered who had built the walls and indeed, when those stony steps had last been used. The garden full of wild flowers was weed-choked but the sun filtered down invitingly. She began to descend, half-way down the stairs she stopped surprised.

Piercing the silence, a blood-curdling howl. Robin red-breast rises, screeching, into the sky.

She looked down the remaining stairs and saw a large brindled cat stride out from the undergrowth. Tail swishing she realized the hunter had lost his prey.

idyllic spring
among the wildflowers
the hunt continues © G.s.k. ‘14

We are inspired by Georgia’s idyllic spring in this beautiful haibun. One feels the youth of spring and the adventures of nature in her writing. This is my attempt to write in this spirit.

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That spring, long ago, they piled in one car to have lunch at la Cabane à sucre in Saint Grégoire ; five colleagues who formed close ties over the years. They had shared stories of their families, wept for their children and bragged about their successes. The drive was only ten minutes from the Clinique communautaire… enough time to laugh like teenagers with their banters. Enjoying this meal, they all remembered eating the first time in their grandmother’s kitchen, having savoured the smoked ham, rich thick omelettes and home baked beans, sprinkled with maple syrup. Les grandpères for dessert was their choice without any hesitation.

It was difficult to leave but work awaited and they stepped out onto the sparkling snow, breathing the cool fresh air among the maple trees spilling sap in tin pails. Every spring was the same sensation she felt of a new life and especially a renaissance of the heart. The sun warmed her face and she felt alive and free for a moment. “A pity we have to go back to work, les filles, it is a time to traipse in this glorious forest with a paramour!” Giggles echoed in the forest.

March sunrays
form diamonds on the snow
melt my heart

Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie

First day of spring (haibun)

The prompt last Wednesday is a lovely narrative of spring and why our host, Chèvrefeuille loves this season. I, too, love this time year, filled with fresh new beginnings. The promise of life, rebirth, flowers blossoming, birds nestling and nature finally coming alive after a long peaceful rest.

Our host wrote this haibun on the first day of spring. There is still snow on the ground here in Québec, end of March with a few risks of snow storms. What gives one hope is seeing those tulip bulbs that were planted in the fall, burgeoning in March and April. Well, unless of course a rabbit or squirrel munched on the bulbs during the winter. One must plant double the amount to make sure a floral harvest. My favourites are red tulips.

one tulip stretches
budding red peaks through white quilts
first day of spring

first day of spring
sleeping beauty awakens
blushing promise