He knew his old jalopy was on its last leg. If only he could make it to the grocery store one last time. He had a few heavy items he needed to stock up on, like cat litter, a few litres of juice, cans of soup, cranberries, potatoes, yams and a huge turkey for Christmas dinner. The light turned green and he moved across the intersection slowly…
crossing the street
that clunker finally died
he smiled bashfully
cars honked impatiently
others looked with apathy
©Tournesol’16
bouncy toddlers
soon approaching vapid days
adjoining nature
bouncy toddlers
a squirrel stops in hope for treats
giggles echo
soon approaching vapid days
darkness looms late afternoons
ghosts with skinny arms
adjoining nature
hunter spots from his hideout
doe eyes pleading
(c) Tournesol’16-10-26
Written for Three Word Wednesday :Vapid, bouncy, adjoining
Daily Moments – October 26, 2016 November gloom looms (troiku)
echoes linger
mocking in the shadows
mid barren trees
tendencies of souls at risk
symbolic of this season
hopelessness
leaving far too many
unhinged
©Tournesol’16
Three Word Wednesday: symbolic tendency unhinged
Daily Moments October 21, 2016 habits of the times Solo No Renga
rhythmic chant
echoes
under starlit skies
rasping her last mantra
enveloped in her radiance
(c) Tournesol’16
Three Word Wednesday: radiance, rasp, rhythm
all those wasteful years
addicted to evil deeds
bruising poor souls
all those wasteful years
searching in murky places
losing precious time
addicted to evil deeds
losing your heart and soul
Satan smiles
bruising poor souls
innocence,
their only sin
© Tournesol’16
Three Word Wednesday: addicted bruise wasteful
her sassy swagger
filled with raw sensuality
quick arousal
stirring her admirers
wishing she’d choose one
© Tournesol’16/06/16
Sometimes it is best not to know what some people think about you especially if it will only break your heart. It is so much easier seeing the world through rose-tinted glasses even if there is suffering in the world, why not let the good outweigh the bad?
Happy-go-lucky
ignorant of any misgivings
joyous to a fault
© Tournesol’16/05/27
Three Word Wednesday: Happy-go-lucky, ignorant. joyous
one May day
enchanting blossoms boast
takes off skipping
fanatical demeanor
giddy as a schoolgirl
huddled together
gulls babble incessantly
feathers flap wildly
huddled together
waves keep rolling over
all watch with intrigue
gulls babble incessantly
a habit they so cherish
eyeing their new find
feathers flap wildly
shield this maiden – forsaken
damned goons left for dead
© Tournesol ’16/05/11
Written for ThreeWordWednesday: Babble, Cherish, Damned
some folks lack values
exploit unselfish natures
winding amoral
(c) Tournesol 16-05-06
