chilly walk alone
snow that whispers
sounds take her homesounds take her home
silence, her red carpet
enter home aloneenter home alone
visions simmer softly
keep her companykeep her company
telling another story
pen and muse compose© Tournesol ’16/02/28
- Daily Moments Feb 28 16 – Walking home
Monthly Archives: February 2016
Ball of courage (haiku)
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trembling ball of fur
high up in the tree – jumps
in a leap of faith
in a leap of faith
Persian finds her courage
drops into my arms
© Tournesol ’16/02/28
silken petals blush (haiku)
à bout de souffle
séduite par ce doux parfum
la rose rougit
breathless
seduced by such sweet fragrance
blushing rose
(c) Tournesol’16
Click here to see the beautiful photography by Paul Militaru.
Daily Moments ~ Feb 27’16 ~relief (haibun)
Crossing the bridge, she looks over the rails and smiles. Patches of ice floating with the current.
letting it go,
over dark grey icy waters
pain floats away
(c) Tournesol ’16/2/27
Daily Moments – Feb 27/16
the encore (haibun)
Every day come spring, summer and fall, she rides the elevator to the top floor, turns the corner and climbs the stairs to the roof. The wind blows from le Mont Royale; she sits facing west, inhaling the Artist’s performance.
final vernissage
rich magenta hues at dusk
until tomorrow
(c) Tournesol`16
rush hour ride ~ tanka
old man limps
stumbling on the train
head held high
blind to hateful glares
I marvel at his strength
(c) Tournesol 16 – 2 – 26
Daily Moments ~ Feb 26 -16 luna plena (haibun)
Can never seem to get enough of you, oh luna plena. I look up at you and know we have a clandestine relationship, just you and me. A few days each month I see you lest the clouds hide you with greed, keeping us apart but still, I know. Every fibre in my body feels you, knows you are there near me taunting me…sometimes, our love breeds pain…my head throbs but not my heart. My heart bleeds wistfully for you.
beseeched
glint of charisma
holds me prey
(c) Tournesol ’16-2-26
Daily Moments Feb 26
searching (troiku)
seeking
in her reflection
answers
seeking
enlightenment
in liquid essence
in her reflection
a mirage, or –
reality
answers
locked in the prison
of her mind
© Tournesol’16/02/26
earth weeps (tanka)
intense flaws shot
environmental bedlam
out of reach
can’t wait for spring
Mother Nature weeps
© Tournesol ’16/02/26
Written for the prompt at the Secret Keeper: (5) Words: REACH SHOT INTENSE FLAW SPRING
the preacher’s daughter (haibun)
The preacher and his wife, had been married fifteen years. Time had become their enemy until finally they were blessed with their first and only child. They were so grateful they named their cherubic daughter, Grace. She was a kind and docile child who sang like a bird. As young as four, she would sit in the garden in their backyard chanting. Sunflowers and daisies had become her audience along with stray cats, squirrels, birds and even insects.
nature held hostage
bewitched
voice of an angel
© Tournesol ’16/02/26
