(haiku)
looks in the mirror
puffy eyes and mouth,
after the storm
after the storm
a thousand “I’m sorry’s”
sounds of white noise
(troiku)
in the looking glass
shades of black and blue
after the storm
in the looking glass
stranger stares back
void of life
shades of black and blue
dreams of rainbow colours
pretends life is fine
after the storm
a hundred and one promises
until the next
© Tournesol’15
Tournesol dans un Jardin 
Reblogged this on Stop the Stigma and commented:
A glimpse of sad realities worldwide…
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sad truths in these words
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Yes 😦
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Violence is portrayed so strongly here., Very good verse but terrible situation. I have often had great dificulty coming to terms with the fact that ”men” beat wives or to a certain extent the opposite, but realistically less. I often look at flaws in modern society, away from nature, and wonder if this is one, or if it is ”traditional.”
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I had originally written this for HaikuHorizons with the word prompt “after” but then I saw CP with troiku …I know it is not such sadness that should be in haiku though. I seem to have this on my mind a lot these days…wrote a free verse on my other blog http://wp.me/p3ia4v-4HV last week
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Oh my … this is a sad troiku … it must be absolutely terrible to live with this problem day after day … 😦
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Yes, I hear stories, heard stories and every time I hear about it or see a movie I am so broken with fear and sadness for them.
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I can only imagine what you feel … it must be frustrating to not be able to do much to change those situations. 😦
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Yep…more sad than frustrating because the man or woman victim of abuse have to feel ready.
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I know … I’ve often seen those abused seem to be caught in a kind of inertia … which is of course sad.
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Turns out I found your multiple haiku after all. What a powerful piece of writing – it really stings.
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Thanks, Suzanne…I did this in the morning…well, actually my muse just took over…it is the multiple images that took a long time, I was never happy with the results.
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It is amazing how much time can go on blogging when you get inspired. Sometimes I think I am wasting my time then I get some great comments and feel my efforts aren’t in vain. Blogging is a great venue for exercising the muse, that’s for sure.
Making the images does take time too. As for being happy with the results, the more I write haiga the more I am finding the original ones I post on my blog are a kind of draft haiga. Often I go back and rework the image or fine tune the words – sometimes months later.
One I wrote for 30 doh this week was like that. http://artifactsandfictions.com/2015/09/22/at-the-edge/
I have been playing around with the image and the haiku to go with it on and off all year. Finally I think I wrote something that conveyed what I was groping towards.
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It takes time but time my right brain needs sometimes too:) I just checked your haiga…wow!
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Sad emotions depicted nicely.
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Thanks so much…a reality for too many
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Deep with pathos ! I love the way you paint this troiku !
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Thank you, Milan, I`m pleased you like it! 🙂
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A topic not often spoken of in company, but deserves to be. Eye opening with a feel of helplessness for sure. Nice piece of writing.
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Thank you, I write on and off about this on my other blog…it needs to be more open.
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powerful and stinging piece!
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Yes, it is, thank you for your comments:)
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Wonderful troiku Cheryl Lynn.
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Thank you, Kristjaan 🙂
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Well written troiku on such an important topic.
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Sadly it is. Thank you, Melanie for taking the time to comment.
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