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whitecaps – troiku

©Clr’17  Lake Erie – Port Burrell, On.

 

(troiku)

puffs of crinolines
rolling onto sandy shore
boisterous applause

puffs of crinolines
petticoats dancing
nautical performance

rolling onto sandy shore
foaming with a purpose
purifying

boisterous applause
day’s end in exaltation
seagulls praise

©Tournesol’17/08/12

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

Written for Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie

Inspired by this photo at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie

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chocolat c’est bon! (troiku)

 

Doux et velouté
jouissance sur sa langue
chocolat c’est bon!

doux et velouté
léchant la dernière goute
sur ses lèvres

jouissance sur sa langue
plaisir savourant
fibrille et muet

chocolat c’est bon!
sirotant un pur délice
crème de cacao

©Tournesol’17/07/27

(translation)

Soft and velvety
decadence on his tongue
Chocolat c’est bon!

Soft and velvety
licking that last drop
from her lips

decadence on his tongue
savoring pleasure
with mute passion

chocolat c’est bon!
sipping pure delight
cream of cacao

©Tournesol’17/07/27

Written for Heeding haiku with Chèvrefeuille at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie

The Québecois expression “Chocolat c’est bon” means “Gosh, it good!” and that is why I left the original French expression in the English translation of this troiku, which is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille.

cat’s eyes (troibun)

Which tree will the hummingbird choose this year, she wonders, looking out the window from her dining room. Rocking in her old maple chair, the constant groan is weighing on her eyelids. Suddenly, eyes widen as a bird sets on  her balcony.

starling sings her song
dawn of spring
cat’s eyes follow

starling sings her song
pre-season rehearsal
practice makes perfect

dawn of spring
sun melts snow
earth finally revealed

cat’s eyes follow
on the windowsill
sleepy fly stirs

©Tournesol’17/03/20

Written for:
Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille at MindLoveMiserys Menagerie

A troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille. To learn more how to write a troiku, click

©Clr’17

sparrows wait (troibun)

Such a lovely spring day to be in a park. An old couple sit on a park bench. The man leans on his cane, watching his life partner talk to the birds. Gnarled fingers toss seeds to the pigeons, then places a plastic bowl filled with seeds under the bench where grateful sparrows wait.

cycling by the park
boy holding tight,
kite on a string

cycling by the park
child hangs on the monkey bar
squeak of swings

boy holding tight,
hand on her swollen belly
teeter-totter moans

kite on a string
dancing on blue canvas
how the wind sings!

© Tournesol ’16-05-15

(100 words)

Written for Heeding Haiku for Chèvrefeuille at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie.

We are asked to write a haibun of 100 words with the theme the circle of life.  I chose to include a troiku making my narrative and haiku a troibun.  To see what a troiku is, check at our host’s website CarpeDiemHaikuKai here.

in mourning (troiku)

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laying to rest
near the weeping willows
flowers for Mother

laying to rest
assortment of colours
adorn her domain

near the weeping willows
coming to life again
this spring day

flowers for Mother
Sunday’s best
this morning

© Tournesol ’16/04/25

NaPoWriMo Day 25

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nature’s symphony (Tale & Troiku)

We are asked to form a haibun by adding a haiku to our host’s beautiful narrative; after writing one haiku, the image and moment had more to say so I wrote a troiku instead to be true to the experience I had reading this narrative.  Shall I call this  Tale & Troiku? or Traibun?  Perhaps our host can help me with this for I find myself writing a troiku with a narrative more often than naught.

A walk through the forest on a summer day. Birds are praising their Creator with their fragile voices. A warm breeze caresses the leaves, bringing them to a higher level of consciousness. Their rustling makes you relaxed and one with nature. Far away sounds of traffic making your experience even better. Then you walk onto a bright sunny spot in the heart of the forest, a plain spot of grass mixed with all kinds of colorful (field) flowers and there in the middle of that spot, you find a crystal clear pool with the most beautiful colored water-lilies. As you walk closer to the crystal clear pool you see a pair of deer. “Wow”, you think. “What a surprise”.© Chèvrefeuille

 

my morning mantra
echoes midst nature’s splendour
a doe beams

my morning mantra
chanting in the forest green
birds accompany

echoes in nature’s spendour
soft ripples on the water
a symphony

a doe beams
genuflects on spindled knees
a tear on my cheek

© Tournesol’16/03/19

Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie

 

dancing by the lake (haibun)

When she was a young teen she would sit behind the wooden stage propped up near Lake Champlain at Isle le Motte, Vermont.   Every Saturday, the owners of the campground would play fifty’s music. It was 1965 and she would sit with her older sister and they would watch their parents dance. Her mother was 5ft 2-3/4” and her father was 5ft 11”. They would sweep the floor with their soft feet floating on that wooden stage. Her mom on her tip toes swooning at the love her life. Her father with his charismatic smile. They danced like Ginger Rogers and Fred Astaire…only her father was much more handsome.

bodies touching
heat of a summer’s night
under moonlit sky

© Tournesol ’16/03/03

Written for Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille at MindLoveMiserysMenagerie