change (haiku)

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droplets weep
on the Great Buddha
first morning

©Tournesol’16/01/22

Carpe Diem Special #193 Revise That Haiku … a trip along memory lane

Daibutsu no katahada no yuki toki ni keri

the snow has melted
on one shoulder
of the Great Buddha

© Shiki

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A little bit about moi: I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator. I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors. Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin https://cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka. I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other. http://stigmahursteveryone.wordpress.com Namaste!

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39 thoughts on “change (haiku)”

      3. I know what you mean … some of my best photos though are autumn poems … here a snowy winter is so short that there isn’t much to photography and the photos look like they’re taken in fall or spring :-/

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      5. Wow … and they say that 2015 was the hottest year in the history of the globe! I have a friend that insists that 2014 was hotter than 2015, even if rainier. She makes a reading of her thermometer every day and has done so for years.

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      6. Ha! they did not live here and walk the winter streets at midnight! So cold that this year I got an even warmer coat to withstand minus 45C…so far I am warm as toast in my portable igloo 😉

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      7. Glad you are keeping warm .. -45C is imponderable! But I guess they’re talking about what happened after April. Anyway, as it goes … depends on where you’re at I guess, then they pull the “weather” temperatures from everywhere and make an average. I really can’t emotionally phantom the difference between weather and climate.

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      9. OMG!! You’d think I’d never walked in minus 40C but how far away are those memories now. However close enough to feel that burning on my hands and face and on my legs in nylon stockings (alas sometimes I put them on without putting britches over them .. just a run from the car to a restaurant door, but geez how they froze on my legs in that short span!)

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      10. I don’t know how I did it as a teenager when our winters were much colder and much more snow. Walking around in mini dress, mini winter coat, fish net stockings. Our legs and thighs were numb. A taxi driver (friend of the family) picked us up a few times scolding us…thank good ness in late 60’s the maxi coat came out!

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      11. Yes … I hear you shivering as I shiver next to you … I could never do that again .. the thighs were numb, but do you remember standing by the radiator to warm up … and those terrible pins and needles .. ah the folly of youth … and yes, the maxi coat was a God send.

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      20. Written by Barbara Kingsolver… an amazing author. I’ve read a few of her books but this one stayed with me for years. The history is real in a fiction. Early ’60’s in the Congo. You will love it

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  7. Droplets shedding tears…I like it, perhaps Buddha weeps for mankind on her ugly engagements and unquestionable acceptance of the so-called practices of the day…Adjei

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    1. Totally agree, as well some of the changes in the environment and weather is Mother Nature scolding all of us and giving many a time out, to “think about what you have done” like any mother of many children, she puts them all at fault for they should look out for each other as we should in this world. Blessings and thank you for reading

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  8. I like the switch you have made towards another season, but I would say …. this is not spring but it changed towards that classical fifth season New Year. Why? Well … you write about the First Morning and that’s a classical kigo for New Year.
    A very nice haiku Cheryl Lynn … chapeau!

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