Walking with a spring in her feet, she chanted softly feeling so free. People sitting on park benches…couples confabulating
(troiku)
golden glow
love is in the air
faces flushed
golden glow
radiance
at is best
love is in the air
l’air du printemps
amour du jour
faces flushed
fanaticising
erotic bliss
© Tournesol ’16/03/30
Daily Moments ~ March 30, 2016 lovers’ dreams
Sunny skies
false demonstration
still need gloves
running shoes replacing boots
despite frigid March breeze
(c) Tournesol ’16
Daily Moments March 29 2016
She enjoyed a lovely Easter weekend, having rented car to visit her children, get some shopping done and seeing her grandson play hockey. To her delight, when she arrived at the rent-a-car, she expected her usual compact car but they offered her the Mini-Cooper for the same price…bonus!! She drove in comfort and still had a compact vehicle to park easily.
Friday was cloudy and raining off and on as it should be on Good Friday…a sombre day. Saturday was sunny and cool but the sun kept one so nice and warm in the comfort of a car. She visited with her son and daughter-in-law, sharing a meal together topped with chocolaty dessert.
sharing food
so much more filling – among,
people we love
Easter Sunday was surely a spiritual sign with the hot sun and feeling of new life. Sitting on the deck for the first time this year with her daughter and son-in-law…
soaking up the sun,
golden turns to shades of orange
behind closed eyelids
Easter Monday turned to regular spring business as she walked through puddles on her way to work.
cleansing water
mother nature toils tirelessly
spring cleaning
© Tournesol ’16/03/28
Daily Moments – March 28 2016 Easter Long Weekend (haibun)
Watching her mistress eating her dinner she followed the fort from her plate to her mouth with such anticipation. Meowing gently with those piercing eyes…
piercing eyes plead
meows that melt a heat
determined
manipulation
at its best
(c) Tournesol ’16-03-27
Another Daily Moment ~ March 27 2016 ~ Determination
After a week, she decided to declutter her bouquet of flowers, showing off only those that stood out…she smiled at the exposé
transformations
living things thrive to their own beat
change is just different
(c) Tournesol’16-03-27
Daily Moments ~ March 27 2016 Transformations
She sat by the shore watching the sailboats and listening to the sounds of nature. So many decisions to make and each impacted on people she loved. Her mind echoed should and should not`s so loud that she finally took a few deep breaths and slowly turned to her breath. She closed her eyes in quiet contemplation and mediated soaking up the warmth of the morning sun. Feeling calmer, she looks out at the ducks and swans and nature provided her with an answer.
white swan
opening its wings in flight
seeking solace
© Tournesol ’16/03/26
It is 18:16 and she can’t help but be reminded, He died over three hours ago over almost two thousand years ago. It has rained off and on today and it still remains cloudy…as it it should…
seems fitting
skies weep
as it should
seems fitting
raindrops mimicking
a mother’s sorrow
skies weep
mourning her son
wailing
as it should
Good Friday revisited
when sons die
She can’t help but be reminded of my best friend’s recent loss, January 28th…her son…she imagines every mother who has lost a son, every sibling who has lost a brother…loss of a cousin, nephew…and on and on and on…they feel the pain.
© Tournesol’16/03/25
(Troiku)
Linked together
chain of metaphors
…words
Linked together
a season, or
a lifetime
chain of metaphors
making sense of life
softening the blow
…words
in translation
ces mots cachés
(c) Tournesol ’16/03/25
Daily moments ~March 25/16 ~ metaphors (troiku )
Well, what will it be today…weather forecasters are like gamblers, never really knowing what to predict…wind, cold but the test is who will foresee kinds of precipitations these days… She prepares her bag before going to work adding safety measures to be able to challenge the moods of Mother Nature.
(troiku)
spring elements
white powdered footpaths
unpredictable
spring elements
moments of gusty winds
streams of golden rays
white powdered footpaths
clings to the past in silence
no one’s listening
unpredictable
cruel and vindictive
like a scorned lover
© Tournesol ’16/03/24
Daily Moments ~ March 24 2016 ~Moody Mother (Troibun)
