Tag: spring

light (haiku)

spring radiates
stirring new beginnings
…and promise

© Tournesol ’15

on cloud nine (haiku)

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My daughter loaned me her car for the weekend. It was a bit of a surprise to have such huge wet snowflakes though in such mild weather but by noon the sun was shining and it was glorious.

I had not driven on the highway in over six months. I was so unused to driving and usually I like to speed on spring highways, but this morning, I drove calmly and leisurely. I hardly noticed cars passing me. I listened to music and just enjoyed the drive. The further I drove, I reached more country and even farm houses and barns looked beautiful.

snowflakes dust my path
driving on the highway
melt in puddles

mid-day sun
more than smiles
sunbeams make my day

driving… on cloud nine
daydream like a silly teen
springtime in the air

(c) Tournesol ’15

Ovid by the river (haiga)

Tonight as I read so many poems and many mention blossoms and various flowers, I can’t help but reminisce.  I remember studying for exams sitting outside because it was finally warm enough, next to the house by the river.  I was trying very hard to concentrate on my Latin Poetry and Prose, editing my translation of the text’s Latin poem.

“I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.” Ovid  

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the river breeze
skims through Ovid’s poem
scent of lilacs

© Tournesol ‘15

Written for: Haiku Horizons “skim”

spring bath (haiga)

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chirping

communal bath

mud puddle

© Tournesol ’15

Carpe Diem “Puddles”

Spring brings promise (haiga)

Photo: CLR - art by Mae Giroux, Oakville, Ontario
Photo: CLR – art by Mae Giroux, Oakville, Ontario

(haiku)

Promising sunshine

Days are longer, enjoying

enchanting sunsets.

© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/04/26

Seeking Paradise (haibun)

(haiku)

Seeking paradise

butterfly flutters

burgeoning blossom

© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/03/16

It’s that time of year when I get the itch. You know it reminds me a bit of the 7 year itch ( but not the deception itch) it  has more to do with getting in touch with self, loving self and others as well.  Just weeks before springtime, you long for romance, being in someone’s arms…those warm sensual budding feelings are simmering, ready to burst. Itching to daydream, love, fall in love, feel loved…soft silky petals  of flora give that feeling as well as their scent … tantalizing and mesmerizing.

I am located in colder climates, so the flowers have not quite started budding, the trees are totally barren and as we look at snow here and there, I reminisce of what Mother Nature has in store for her humble human minions…soon.

 

© Cheryl-Lynn 2014/03/16