Haiku is a image of a moment in time, put on pause… examined, dissected and most important, felt. This was my moment in time when I got up this morning. My first day off for the weekend, like most people, a well needed rest in our long winters here.
golden glow
glistening charms melt
teardrops
I set that haiku aside for two hours and wrote another post and came back to edit it until I thought it “felt” like my moment. It did. Afterwards I decided to do a Troiku with this haiku which I learned at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai.
golden glow
blinding baby blues
mouse squeals
~
glistening charms melt
shallow puddles form,
strays lap
~
teardrops
softened by whispers
from heaven
© Tournesol ’15
