Tournesol ~ dans un jardin: Tan Renga

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2014/10/07

a single sunbeam (Tan Renga challenge)

I love this tan renga challenge. Mark's haiku is beautiful. It can be translated in many interpretations, one of autumn leaves a natural street art...graffiti.

When I see the sun setting on the rooftop at work, I see the sun took centre stage for a long time, is now graciously bowing and allow twilight to take over and the finale act...city nightlife. I can see the lights looking like sparking stars just below the burnt orange well where the sun has dipped for the night.

I have decided to add my piece both in English and French. Our office building as well as many on our street are tagged with gangs' calligraphy as well as airbrushed art on other buildings.

a single sunbeam
scribling runes on fallen leaves -
autumn graffit © Mark M. Redfearn

between the colored leaves
the first page of Genesis. © Chèvrefeuilles

With that in mind, this is my attempt to make Tan Renga complete:

a single sunbeam
scribling runes on fallen leaves -
autumn graffit © Mark M. Redfearn

golden star whispers goodnight,

street gangs prepare their night art © Tournesol

le soleil chou hotte bonne nuit

bandes de nuit préparent leurs arts © Tournesol

Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge #52, Marke M. Redfearn's "a single sunbeam"

2014/09/26

posing(Tan Renga)

nature sleeps

carpet of silent snow
red leaf falls

© Becca Givens

chasing shadows in the park

squirrel stops to pose

© Tournesol '14

Carpe Diem, tan renga, challenge 51, becca

2014/09/20

angel by the river (tan renga)

glittering blue
above empty riverbed
wings of dragonfly (Ese)

birdfeeder by the river
distracted by an angel

(c) Tournesol '14

Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge #50 Ese's "Glittering Blue"

2014/09/12

above the mist (tan renga squared)

evening mist

memories are fading

loon is calling

© Björn

fox greets the darkness

twilight opens its doors

love mends

above the mist

reaching for the stars

Pleiades embrace their star

wolf howls at the moon.

Wolfe howling at the stars

Carpe Diem Tan Renga Squared #2, "Loon is calling" Björn Rudberg

2014/08/29

Autumn fun (tan renga)

in the pond

reflected trees and drifting leaves

- autumn's last show

children stare up at the sky

giggling on a bed of leaves.

Posted by Cheryl-Lynn Roberts, 2014/08/29

2014/08/18

Couples (Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge #47, MMT's "how rare the sight" )

This prompt is a tan renga challenge. Our host has chosen a haiku written by Magical Mystical Teacher (MMT). It was her response on this haiku by Basho:

how rare!
on leaving the mountain
the first eggplant

MMT's response haiku was the following:

how rare the sight—
yellow blossoms brushing
the sky with light

© MMT

now we are to write a tan renga two lines of 7 syllables to this haiku. Our host`s tan renga is here:

how rare the sight—
yellow blossoms brushing
the sky with light                                     (MMT)
I always will love her
underneath the Laburnum   (Chèvrefeuille)

I struggled with various responses becasue I had several images of "yellow blossoms" from my personal life. So I broke it down to two and here they are:

Across the street from the church at my hometown, there is a small garden by the river, with various flowers. I remember taking a picture in June of the lovely yellow lilies and wished I could come back later in the summer to catch the flora at its peak in blossoming. Well, I did not but here is a snapshot from June.

how rare the sight—
yellow blossoms brushing
the sky with light

Across the church, newly weds

yellow lilies cheer them on.
(c) Tournesol

Of course there are also lovely daisies and sun roots in my friend’s garden in Bromont facing several mountains. This is where we went to celebrate their 50^th wedding anniversary last Sunday. A huge tent was pitched next to the Willow tree…what a lovely day celebrating such a lovely couple. To this day, I have never met a loving couple like these two people. You can feel the love they share. They still cuddle and always hold hands sitting close together.

how rare the sight—
yellow blossoms brushing
the sky with light

Underneath the Willow tree

sun roots scan the mountains.

(c) Tournesol '14

Posted by Cheryl-Lynn Roberts 2014-08018

Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge #47, MMT's "how rare the sight"

2014/08/09

Luminescence (Tan Renga Challenge #46 Jamie Wieland's "the glow of the dawn")

The challenge today is to create a Tan Renga to Jamie Wieland's haiku, "the glow of the dawn". I first saw this prompt when reading Jen’s from Blogitorloseit and was so amazed at our host’s offering as well as Jen’s; their striking differences makes the challenge inspiring and motivating. I encourage you to read the many offerings for they are all unique and thought provoking, just click here. That is what is so exceptional about adding a tan renga. The goal is to complete the meaning/essence of the haiku to make a tanka.

The first image that comes to mind when I see the word Dove or see a photo is my mother. Her name is Colombe which is dove in French.

The rising dawn brought such a vivid image of something else however; when my grandfather died at his home, I was there. Surrounding his bed in my grandparents’ bedroom were all his 7 children kneeling and my grandmother praying for him. My mother was there, of course and I tiptoed near the bedroom door to have a peak for I was very close to GrandPapa. That was the year my sister, mother and I moved in with them for a year. I used to sit near his bedside holding his hand and whining that he gets better so we could play. I had no concept at six years old what terminal cancer meant, only that it was making the best father that I ever knew, weak and unable to play with me. He always smiled faintly and would whisper, “Tout à l’heure, ma poule, tantôt.”

I managed to poke my head enough so Grandpapa saw me with a facecloth on his forehead, in the center of the double bed, propped up on pillows; I was sad seeing my mother crying but then, he smiled at me, just seconds before everyone shooed me out.

Later I overheard my aunts and uncles saying that just before he passed, he smiled and said, “Oh, que c’est beau! La lumière blanche…que c’est beau!.” His smile and that phrase has always comforted me for years.

Photo credits: WhiteDovesofModesto

This is the haiku to inspire you to write a tan renga.

as a white dove lands

words unspoken yet knowing-

the glow of the dawn

Our host’s offering:

as a white dove lands

words unspoken yet knowing-

the glow of the dawn (Jamie)

starting a life together

newly weds ... exchanging their vows (Chèvrefeuille)

as a white dove lands

words unspoken yet knowing-

the glow of the dawn (Jamie)

luminescence enchants

smiles, crossing over (Tournesol)

Submittedfor: Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge #46, Jamie Wieland's "the glow of thedawn"

2014/08/02

Double Rainbow (Tan Renga)

Credits: Double Rainbow

What wonderful haiku and the photo provided is stunning.

I could not help but be reminded of the double rainbow I had seen on my way from work one day I finished unusually early. It had been raining in mid October and the sky had darkened already save for Montreal street lights, only the rain, my umbrella and bumping into pedestrians kept me alert walking to the Métro. Then as I gazed at the sky, just above the church facing the Métro, I saw a rainbow. I was quite astonished to see it this late in the day and I don’t think I have ever seen such a sight in the Fall. In the country and small towns we are graced with such views but in the city there are too many distractions to really notice. City workers were leaving their buildings and I could not help but notice their faces look up at the sky and smile even after a hard day’s work. Then some people cheered as a second rainbow faintly joined it’s cousin. Thank you Ese for this lovely reminder and haiku and Chèvrefeuille for offering this prompt, it brings me back to fond memories in the country and especially that October fest of colours ... and now I have added two Tan Renga to focusing on “time to count blessings” as I am also reminded of that moment last October in Montréal on boulevard Laurier.

double rainbow
arches across stormy sky
time to count blessings (Ese)
the joy and laughter of my kids
resonates at the family barbeque (Chevrefeuille)

double rainbow
arches across stormy sky
time to count blessings (Ese)

yuppies stare up openmouthed
filled with wonder and reverence (Tournesol)