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Daily Moments – May 17 2017 Lilac trees (Troibun)

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©Clr’17/05/17

The ride home last night was a bit annoying. People talked too loudly on the Métro and the bus; the scent of ingested brew permeated the bus and by the time she stood in line to get off, a young man (clueless and tipsy) staggered backwards on her left foot…yes, she was wearing sandals. However, stepping off the bus made it all go away…

(troiku)

pleasant breeze
enchanting scents float
lilac blossoms

pleasant breeze
cool and refreshing
washed away old scents

enchanting scents float
facing the bus station
five lilac trees

lilac blossoms
graceful and alluring
sway erotically

©Tournesol’17/05/07

Daily Moments May 17 2017  – lilac trees (troibun)

A troiku is a new form of haiku created by Chèvrefeuille, see at his blog,Carpe  Diem Haiku Kai  

snowless sidewalks (haibun) Daily Moments April 13/16

Walking out the door this morning a strong scent of lilacs hit her. She looks all around on her walk to the bus looking for a lilac tree …

mysterious scents
invisible but fragrant
budding lilacs
walks with a spring in her heels
click click in those fancy shoes

©Tournesol’16/04/13

Daily Moment April 13 16

under the trees (haiga)

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It was a hot muggy day and she dreaded going to work. She shuffled across the street with her sunglasses protecting her sensitive blue eyes from the hot sun at high noon. Suddenly she got a whiff of those amazing lilacs on the side of the road. She had to pause briefly to take in that moment. Such a mundane experience lifted her spirits and added a bit of a lilt in her step on her way to the Métro.

Under the trees
 pink posers
 fragrant

© Tournesol ’15

Carpe Diem “Under the trees”

Ovid by the river (haiga)

Tonight as I read so many poems and many mention blossoms and various flowers, I can’t help but reminisce.  I remember studying for exams sitting outside because it was finally warm enough, next to the house by the river.  I was trying very hard to concentrate on my Latin Poetry and Prose, editing my translation of the text’s Latin poem.

“I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.” Ovid  

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the river breeze
skims through Ovid’s poem
scent of lilacs

© Tournesol ‘15

Written for: Haiku Horizons “skim”