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Daily Moments – silence of the night (troiku)

©Clr`16

quiet of the night
wrapped in solitude
dreams of long ago

quiet of the night
even the ash stands still
only a heartbeat

wrapped in solitude
tends to distance from reality
weight of unrest

dreams of long ago
fill her heart for a moment
lips curl up

Written for Haiku My Heart

The Troiku is a Haiku created by Chèvrefeuille at CarpeDiemHaikuKai

Daily Moments July 11 2016 Silence of the night (Troiku)

feeling alone (tan renga)

feeling alone
in the woods around Edo
just the autumn wind
© Yozakura (1640-1716)

feeling alone
in the woods around Edo
just the autumn wind © Yozakura (1640-1716)

whistling through the branches
nature by my side

©Tournesol’16/05/15

feeling alone
in the woods around Edo
just the autumn wind © Yozakura (1640-1716)

yellow and amber leaves
waving “hello”

©Tournesol’16/05/15

feeling alone
in the woods around Edo
just the autumn wind © Yozakura (1640-1716)

squirrel stops at my feet
stares up with chubby cheeks

©Tournesol’16805/15

Daily moments Feb 28-16~ walking home (haiku)

  • chilly walk alone
    snow that whispers
    sounds take her home

    sounds take her home
    silence, her red carpet
    enter home alone

    enter home alone
    visions simmer softly
    keep her company

    keep her company
    telling another story
    pen and muse compose

    © Tournesol ’16/02/28

  • Daily Moments Feb 28 16 – Walking home

when all the guests leave (Troiku)

boisterous energy
 guests finally take their leave
silence is deafening

boisterous energy
contagious laughter
warms her heart

guests finally take their leave
savours cup of camomile
trace of loneliness

silence is deafening
conversations in her mind
mute the quiet

© Tournesol ’15

CPHK – Special

solitude (haibun)

© Clr '14
© Clr ’14

Solitude may not always mean sadness, it is simply being alone. Many times it is by choice.  It is interesting that loneliness, isolation, seclusion and privacy are synonyms found for solitude.  I suppose if it is not by choice it can be painful and lonely. However, if it is by choice, it is almost a refuge, a place to breath, collect one’s thoughts…create, compose.  Perhaps when we know of someone who is living alone, we could ask if they feel lonely and not assume all persons living alone are unhappy.  I love people; I am a very social person and love to laugh and enjoy the company of friends and my children. I also love my “alone” time where I can hear myself think.  The silence sometimes screams …those are often my thoughts waiting to be put “on paper”.

Since the passing of my mom, I don’t feel the same aloneness I felt leaving work, walking with a heavy step after a shift…I feel a presence, a shadow that quickens my step, removes a load off my shoulder…I feel blessed…in her grace…shadow of her love.

vignette of mom signed

Walking home
under the umbrella
skies weep

skies weep
souls scream shedding despair
bleeding,
I no longer walk alone
her shadow comforts me.

shadow comforts me
arriving home alone
my cat purrs

my cat purrs
lingers by my laptop,
hush speaks

hush whispers
I’m here if you need me
no longer alone.

© Tournesol ’14