Posted in 30 Days of Haiga, haiga, Haiku, jisei, Troiku

last mission (troiku – haiga)


season’s last mission
spinning faithfully
a spider’s lace

season’s last mission
a labour of love
writing her jisei

spinning faithfully
each phase

a spider’s lace
the main foyer

(c) Tournesol’16

September 24, 2016  30 days of haiga at 19 Planets Art Blog

Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haiku, Troiku

dancing candle (troiku) & neverending love (senryu)


one candle
in the window
dancing for the stars

one candle
to the moon

in the window
image of perfection
just, an illusion

dancing for the stars
shimmer on the lake



a thousand candles
lit by one flame
a mother’s love


Posted in 30 Days of Haiga, Haibun, haiga, Haiku, Tournesol dans un jardin

whispering autumn (haibun)

First day of autumn and she wondered if we would get relief from the heatwave.  It was so unusual for this part of the country.  Well, just on schedule, the temperature dipped just a little but enough to wear a hoodie…well, others did. It took her a lot cooler weather to warrant a sweater.  But she did bring it in her backpack and she shoved her rain hat and trench coat just in case it did rain later after her shift late into the night.

Aw, autumn did not disappoint for sure…leaving work, she had her hoodie zipped up nice and snug and once outside, she had to take out the rainwear.  She loves walking in the rain.  No need for an umbrella…her hands are in her pocket with the hood of her trench coat keeping her nice and dry as she walked the 2 km to the Métro.



soft breeze
autumn’s here


September 22, First Day of Autumn – 30 days of Haiga at 19Planets Art Blog

Daily Moments – whispering breeze (haiga)

Posted in 30 Days of Haiga, haiga, Haiku, Troiku

tranquil moments (troiku – haiga)

autumn pause

mid-day pause
hours before
school’s out

mid-day pause
earl grey

hours before
when all you hear
autumn breeze

school’s out
slipping back into the living
laughter and bedlam


September 21 – 30 days of Haiga – Prompt: tranquility or peace at 19 Planets Art Blog

Troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai


Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haiku, memoir, troibun, Troiku

Niagara Falls (troibun)

red rock waterfall
into emerald pools
cedar incense

water blackened rocks
falling with the waterfall
some of them

chipped rock
the shape of water

white rim
on black rock light falling
with the water

© Jane Reichhold

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(c)ShutterBox – Niagara Falls, Onatrio

The first time she visited Niagara Falls, she was a teenager, visiting him. Returning thirty years later, brought back old wounds not quite healed. The falls were famous for honeymooners and lovers but that day, they were more…

rumbling falls
pouring out her soul
mist shielding tears

rumbling falls
rainbow curtain
above white ruffles

pouring out her soul
melting cruel memories
softens the heart

mist shielding tears


Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haibun, Haiku

Shawbridge creek (haibun)


summer creek
the fish in me getting
fish kisses

summer-hot hills
folding together
dry creek beds

without a boat
crossing the creek
pine shadow wind

© Jane Reichhold

Artist, Mae Giroux, my aunt
Artist, Mae Giroux, my aunt

She has such fond memories up North in Shawbridge, now called Prévost at the family cottage. It was built by her great grandfather who arrived from Ballybunion,Ireland in the late 19th century. They called this summer place, Kilarney Cottage and it could house at least twenty people with nine bedrooms and only one bathroom in the kitchen downstairs. The house was next to a clear water creek. Children as well as grownups loved to skip the rocks in the creek. If you slipped, you got a startle from the frigid water. She remembers screaming with delight when she managed to skip more than ten rocks. Tucked in bed late at night, the adults still partying downstairs. The fresh cool air and sound of the running water from the creek muffled the laughter and clinking of glasses.

icy water flows
fish splashing at sundown
roaring creek lulls

© Tournesol’16

Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haiku, Tournesol dans un jardin, troibun, Troiku

in the dead of night (troibun)


midnight blue ink
river flows
writing sorrows

midnight blue ink
mocking muses
running off stories

river flows
blending old and current
muddied waters

writing sorrows
drowning at dawn
so boring and trite

Writing about twilight inspired her stay in that moment and wait by the river as dusk turned to twilight and twilight turned to midnight…the wee hours of the night when thoughts rushing in the mind seem to take over and rambling reflections start shouting and the subconscious takes on a life of its own.  Yet, wisdom deciphers what is and what is not…


Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, tanka, Video

Where dusk meets twilight (tanka)

melting blues to greys
halting presence
life’s mysteries
lovers anticipate


Inspired by Jane Reichhold:

darkness slipping in
water that cannot be still

nautical twilight
the sea gives its last light
to the sky

among early stars
sea bird’s cry

© Jane Reichhold

Mathew Billings – Where Dusk Meets Twilight

Posted in Senryû, Tournesol dans un jardin

Your Responses: Senryu vs. Haiku

A beautiful post with stunning senryu included by Alan Summers…must read!

Charlotte Digregorio's Writer's Blog

Here are the responses from “Senryu vs. Haiku,” a recent post. The responses were brief with the exception of the one by Alan Summers who was obviously impassioned by the topic. Please read until the end, as there are many large spacing gaps in WordPress.

David Boyer:

Personally, I think the senryu designation is unnecessary. After all, it’s all nature, human or otherwise.


I often have problems distinguishing between the two, Charlotte (as I did here on your blog last week). I am sometimes concerned that I will label a poem incorrectly and look foolish: you have now given me a license to stop
worrying about this!
I enjoy writing both forms, but find haiku slightly easier as I feel a senryu has to contain an element of wit, irony or dark humour, and this can often take some work to get right. Although I’m sure it’s…

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Posted in 30 Days of Haiga, haiga, Haiku, tanka, Tournesol dans un jardin

30 days of haiga September 18 to 20th

sunflowers 2016

autumn harvest
apples and pumpkins
my city sunflower
blossoms mid September
I wait so patiently

(c) Tournesol’16

18- 2016-018-30doh Prompt: apples


linger on her kimono
scent of lavender


19- 2016-019-30doh [for Sept. 19]prompt:  blue or lavender


memories drift
first red record player
melancholy stays

(c) Tournesol’16

20- 2016-020-30doh [for Sept. 20] prompt: red

30 days of haiga with Rick at 19 Planets Blog Art

Posted in 30 Days of Haiga, CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, haiga, Haiku, Troiku

30 Days of Haiga (September 11 to 17th)

30 Days of Haiga – Sepbember 11th to 17th at 19 Planets Art Blog




stubby fingers drop a stitch
Grand-Maman soothes

(c) Tournesol’16

September 11, 2016 Prompt: grandmother, grandfather or grandparents


a mother’s keepsakes
from her children

(c) Tournesol ’16
September 12 ,2016 Prompt: cave paintings or painting or painting tools

reading my tea leaves
in the kitchen

(c) Tournesol’16

September 13, 2016 Prompt: found in a kitchen


setting sail
looking for lost promises
autumn breeze


September 14, 2016 Prompt: from the movie “To Catch A Thief”  or boats


exploring paths
wind at my back


September 15, 2016 Prompt: (felt) hats or hats

Harvest Moon

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

above the smoke
the moon

above the smoke
peering over steel wings
harvest moon

daunting darkness shields the moon
my heart stops

the moon
not above, but just beside me
brings me home


daunting darkness shields the moon
my heart stops

(c) Tournesol,16

Sept. 16, 2016 Prompt: full moon—without the word “full”
[in haiku the word “full” is rarely used because it is understood. in other words when you see the word “moon” in haiku it means “full moon”. all other kinds of “moon” are given a specific name: new moon, super moon, three quarter moon etc.]



nature’s silent concert
on the shore


September 17, 2016 Prompt: on a coastline or shore


Posted in 30 Days of Haiga, Tournesol dans un jardin

September 2016: 30 days of haiga

new moon september 1 2016

no longer lost
behind the new moon
circle of light

(c) Tournesol’16


September 1 2016  prompt:new moon

Labour Day weekend
orange flames dancing,
last campfire

(c) Tournesol’16

September 2 2016 Prompt: fire or campfire

wind sunset

blazing sky,
that last performance
the wind bows

(c) Tournesol’16

September 3 2016  Prompt: wind or breeze


cheerful stance
looking up at the sky
with golden smile

(c) Tournesol’16

September 4, 2016  – Prompt: gold or golden

fallen apple


fallen apple
worm makes itself at home,
blue jay’s main course

(c) Tournesol’16

September 5, 2016 Prompt Apple or black


never seems to get done
may as well relax

(c) Tournesol’16

September 6, 2016 Prompt: things that never get done

harvesting corn

day’s adieu
tomorrow’s harvest,
crows last treat

(c) Tournesol’16

September 7, 2016 Prompt: harvest

railway tracks


echoes on the railway
traveler’s lullaby

(c) Tournesol’16

September 8, 2016 Prompt: railroads, trains


swallows sing
sitting on the balcony
sips her mint tea

(c) Tournesol’16

September 9,2016  Prompt: mint


darkness lifts,
watching the fog
roll off the lake

(c) Tournesol’16

September 10, 2016 – Prompt: mountains or fog/mist


Trying to play catch-up now that I can relax,  for September: 30 days of haiga at 19 planets Art Blog with Rick Daddario



Posted in Daily moments, tanka, Tournesol dans un jardin

Entouré d’amour (tanka) daily moments September 12 2016


septembre avance
les nuits frissonnent
l’été prend fin
toutefois, une chaleur me borde
entourer des êtres chers

September moves on
twilight shivers
summer’s end
yet, swaddled in warmth
surrounded by loved ones


Daily Moments – September 12 2016 Entouré d’amour

Posted in Haiku, Haiku Horizons, Troiku

humility troiku

(c) Clr'15 September blossoms
(c) Clr’15 September blossoms

stately sunflowers
standing tall and vain,
bend with the wind

stately sunflowers
nourish the land – not,
just a pretty face

standing tall and vain
trying with all its might
to reach golden star

bend with the wind
autumn enters with a gasp
a humble gesture


Posted in Daily moments, Haiku

caring (haiku) Daily Moments September 8/16

“Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.”
― Leo Buscaglia

Walking to work, I used to wish  “Bonne Journée” to a stranger sitting outside his apartment building on a chair outside. This week he shouted out, “Bonne Journée, Madame!” and what a fine day that was for me!

(c) Clr,16

child hears them cheer
budding like a flower
sticking out his chest

© Tournesol’16

Daily Moments – Caring (Haiku)

Posted in Haiku, Photography, Troiku

taste of autumn (troiku)

Quote of inspiration and the theme is “autumn” hosted by Silverthreading

“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.”   George Eliot.

savouring autumn
dipped in earthy tones
drunk with bliss

savouring autumn
sights, sounds and scents
infuse me

dipped in earthy tones
no longer veils young lovers
the old bare oak tree

drunk with bliss
splash of autumn in the sky
at sunset


A Troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille, at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai


amber glow (haiku)

Our host, Chèvrefeuille says :

«Dear Haijin, visitors and travelers,

Maybe it’s a little bit strange to have departing spring for prompt today, because on the Northern Hemisphere we are running towards autumn and on the Southern Hemisphere spring is almost starting, so departing spring?

Let me tell you why I came to this choice. As I heard of Jane’s passing away I was really sad. Jane a nice friend, my mentor and co-host had departed. Jane brought something new to my haiku as I got to know her. She brought beauty and simplicity into my haiku … she gave my haiku new life. New life is spring, but now … with the passing away of Jane … that new life starts to depart from my haiku. It feels like a lack of inspiration, a writer’s block … so departing spring is to me more than what it says … the ending of spring and the start of summer … Will I get my summer? Will I get my spring, my new life back?

I am still in mourning, not only for my dad, but also so for Jane … I will miss her as much as I miss my dad.

departing spring
to remember the words
I hum the tune

© Jane Reichhold

What a strong haiku. It gives words to what I am feeling. I read all of Jane Reichhold’s books again and again to stay in tune with her spirit … I have to remember her, we have to remember her here at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, the weblog which she finds the best on the Internet.
I feel proud, but humble, that Jane Reichhold was part (and still is) of Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. Her spirit we will feel here as long as CDHK will exist … and for sure I will cherish her spirit in everything I do here at CDHK.

in deep silence
drizzling rain
rustling of leaves

© Chèvrefeuille

Her mother passed at the edge of autumn, the second of December.

© Cheryl-Lynn R. '15
© Cheryl-Lynn R. ’15

memories of amber
cold winter slumber,

© Tournesol’16

Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Daily moments, Photography, tanka

mysteries of the night (Tanka)


sun glowed in the night
mother and daughter laughing
like best friends
special visits seem so real
until you wake up

© Tournesol’16

Daily Moments  mysteries of night   (Tanka)  September 5  2016

I dreamed all night with such joy; my mother and I laughed, sharing umpteen stories. The scene was so bright with the glowing sun. Awakening at dawn, before the bright sun rose, felt so lost and morose.

Inspired by this haiku on mysteries:

the tightrope we walk
without a net
© Jane Reichhold

Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haiku, Troiku

emptiness (troiku)

nothing fills
the emptiness of the question
where are they?

the empty nest
my daughter’s house
after the wedding

© Jane Reichhold

emptiness lingers
universe mocks  me
like an iron lung

emptiness lingers
weight of a droplet
on a lotus leaf

universe mocks me
filling the well
with salty tears

like an iron lung
echoes in the night

(c) Tournesol’16

Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haiku, Photography, Tournesol dans un jardin, Troiku

angels (troiku and a ku)

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flit and fly,
sitting on the street

angels everywhere
shed a tear
ripple on a lake

flit and fly
flutter in a field
crawl upon my palm

sitting on the street
lessons of compassion
and humility



loving presence
gifts from heaven

 © Tournesol’16/09/02

Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haiku, Photography

Winter coverlet (haiku)


[…] “I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.” […] Lewis Caroll

Mother Earth swaddles
with snowy coverlet,
barren branches

© Tournesol`16/09/01


Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haibun, tanka

season’s greetings (haibun)

© Clr '15
© Clr ’15

In late November and December,  it is never a surprise to see snow here in southern Québec. She even remembers walking with the children trick or treating October 31st on snow covered streets. Autumn has such vibrant colours but once the leaves have fallen, it looks like the death of an era. November’s doom and melancholy often sets in for many people.

Although she cringes of the winter’s biting cold weather, shortening her long walks and forcing her to stay in,  it is often a blessing…a relief to see the brightness of the snow covered land, carpeted with hope of better days ahead, escaping finally the bareness of late autumn.

Yes, one cannot help but feel excitement and joy especially after that first snowfall.  It seems to awaken the child within.

season’s interlude
frost tipped trees and frozen land
biting autumn winds
snow covered parks
winter wonderland


Posted in Daily moments, Troiku

My blue butterfly – Happy Birthday


I was looking through old photographs last night and I came upon a poem AC gave the family for Easter when she was in kindergarten. On the card it reads, “Retold by AC”

The air is like a butterfly
with frail blue wings
the happy earth looks at the sky
and sings

Today, I sit and think of her with loving thoughts. It is her birthday today, on August 31st …my baby is no longer a baby but a blue butterfly that sings…

baby girl born
filled with innocence
air so pure

baby girl born
always a baby in eyes
of a mother

filled with innocence
shedding day by day
butterfly wings

air so pure
like the sound of her voice
when she sings


life’s goodies
filled with spice – and,
everything nice

to my daughter, my blue butterfly,

Happy Birthday

with love,



© Clr'15
© Clr’15
Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haiku, Haiku Horizons, Photography, Troiku

blossoming courtyard (troiku)

[…] “There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.” […] Lord Byron

© Ari Gravel at Tandem en Cavale’16  – cycle tour through south Asia

sun gently peers
yawning gardens stir
from a dim skyline

sun gently peers
emerging day

 yawning gardens stir
waiting with bated breath
burgeoning rosette

from a dim skyline
sunbeams kissing blossoms
wowing the courtyard

©Tournesol ’16

Prompts: Haiku Horizons & Care Diem Haiku Hai

The Troiku is a new haiku form created by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

Posted in Haiku Horizons, Tournesol dans un jardin, Troiku

courting days (troiku)

© OliG'15 (Gaspé - marguerite)
© OliG’15 (Gaspé – marguerite)

hands her a daisy,
blushing, she thanks him,
Oh those courting days!

hands her a daisy,
heart fills with hope
their first kiss…

blushing, she thanks him
roaming the field – leans closer,
her hand feels so soft

Oh those courting days!
arm slides round her tiny waist
head on his shoulder


Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haiku, Photography, Troiku

sunset bliss (troiku)

[…] “There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture in the lonely shore, there is society where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar; I love not Man the less, but Nature more.” […] Lord Byron

© Clr '16
© Clr ’16

sundown getaway
silently savouring
nature’s last act

sundown getaway
tranquil escape

silently savouring
guiltless greed
heavenly bliss

nature’s last act
rooftop view
exit the sun


Posted in Haiku, Haiku Horizons, troibun, Troiku, Video

searching your path(troibun)

When I see the word “climb”the image of Maria (Julie Andrews) comes to mind and I hear the finale of The Sound of Music,  “Climb Every Mountain”. In life, we are presented many mounds and foothills to surmount…some seeming too difficult to climb. Some do not always see the different paths to get to the top; others do not realize they don’t have to do it all alone…


[…] “Over every mountain there is a path, although it may not be seen from the valley. ” […] Theodore Roethke

child looks wide-eyed
yet – time moves at a snail’s pace
eyelids beckon

child looks wide-eyed
mound of sand with tiny holes
tiny critters climb

yet-  time moves at a snail’s pace
despite grappling wit
millimetre steps

eyelids weigh
resolutely reach the top
misses finale

(c) Tournesol’16

Haiku Horizons “climb”

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai

Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, tanka

last embrace (tanka)

[…] “These flowers, which were splendid and sprightly, waking in the dawn of the morning, in the evening will be a pitiful frivolity, sleeping in the cold night’s arms.” […] Pedro Calderon de la Barca.

new dawn
in its splendour
fading light hurries life
nighttime’s last embrace

(c) Tournesol’16

Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, tanka, Video

summer rain (tanka)



[…] “Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.” […] Langston Hughes

[…] “Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.” […] Buddha


august heatwave
rain caresses her body
barely refreshed,
dives in the water,
skinny-dipped relief


Summer Rain – Johnny Rivers

Posted in Haibun, Haiku

Pink moon (haibun)

last night the sky bled
the moon blushed

He met her at the station. She ran into his arms as soon as she spotted him in the crowd. Breathless, she leaned against his chest, feeling his heart beat. He lifted her face with his hand gently under her chin …

lips locked
under the pink moon
her cheeks flushed


Daily moments – pink moon 

Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Daily moments, Haiku, Photography, Troiku

even heaven bleeds (troiku)

[…] “On earth there is no heaven, but there are pieces of it.” […]Jules Renard (1864-1910)


blazing sunset
makesthe sky bleed
holds me in awe

blazing sunset
caught my eye
tripped on a pebble

makes the sky bleed
not a sound is heard
silent seagulls gaze

holds me in awe
seized in rapture
a long moment

(c) Tournesol’16-08-22

Daily moments August 22 2016

Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haibun, Haiku, Tournesol dans un jardin

sipping nectar (haibun)

[…] “The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be felt with the heart.” […]Hellen Keller


Today on her way to work, she noticed a bumble bee moving ever slightly on the blossom of a black eyed Susan. She hesitated a moment as she would have loved to take a photo but then she walked on thinking a photograph would not even come close to the image she was savouring in her mind.

with passion embrace
savouring sweet nectar
bumble bee hums


Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, haiga, Haiku, Photography

last performance (haiga)

Our host, Chèvrefeuille says,  “Haiku is the poetry of nature and nature is always in motion. Seasons come and go, the moon changes every 28 days and so on, the only thing which is steady and without clear motion is our sun, that big star of our Milky Way around which the planets are rotating.”

Here is an example of what I call an “undou” haiku:

old pond
frog jumps in
sound of water

© Basho (1644-1694) (Tr. Chèvrefeuille)”


apple blossom falls
scattered by the late spring breeze
apple blossom falls

© Chèvrefeuille




sunset at Port Burwell


gulls bow in reverence
day’s end performance
clapping of the waves


Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Photography, Troiku

autumn of life (troiku)

[…] “Last evening I was looking out from my balcony and saw a sparrow perch on a branch. All of a sudden, with a quick jerk, she ruffles her feathers and spreads out her wings – her bodyline on an upward curve, about to take off.” […] Kala Ramesh

fallen leaf

clouds make way
end of a long quest
heaven opens up

clouds make way
sparrow takes flight
first fallen leaf

end of a long quest
scent of Givenchy
still lingers

heaven opens up
scent of Givenchy
an angel awaits

©Tournesol <16/08/19

Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haibun, tanka

sweet sprinkles (haibun)

[…] “Let the beauty of what you love be what you do.” […] Rumi

There is no question the love she has for her children and their children; they are from her, a part of her extending into the future. And as she is like a daisy with each petal depicts the multiplicity of her personality, hence, several petals group together forming another passion…her love of reaching out to those in need.

pain bleeds
late in the night – and then,
gentle sigh of relief
sweetens the night air
voice of comfort


Posted in CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI, Haiku, jisei, Photography

new dawn (haiku)

Chèvrefeuille wrote this for inspiration at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai:
“Maybe you know that a lot of haiku poets wrote their Jisei and Werner shared Jane’s last haiku with me through the mail. This was Jane’s last haiku, her Jisei:

with the moon
night too disappears
into the ocean

© Jane Reichhold (1937-2016)

Share your memories and your haiku, tanka or other Japanese poetry form about Jane Reichhold with us all. Please remember Jane in your heart and let her spirit inspire you.

morning dew
evaporates at sunrise
a skylark’s song

© Chèvrefeuille

© Clr '15
© Clr ’15

as the sun dips
beneath the horizon,
dawns the other side


Posted in Haiku, Troiku

bedtime stories (troiku)


giggles from the sand
afterglow of impish smiles
timeless memories

giggles from the sand
naivety breeds total trust
signs of timeless youth

afterglow of impish smiles
pure and innocent
after their first time

timeless memories
adults’ bedtime stories
on lonely nights

© Tournesol’16/08/16

Haiku Horizons “sign”