new day
sun
peeks
curtain
sways
embraces
duvet
inhales
reveries
fleeing reality.
darkness
swaddles
essence,
babe in
arms
© Tournesol '14
2014/10/02
bee's scent (haiga)
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| © C.L.R. 2014 |
despite workplace file,
yields and melts in the fire,
perfume stirs the bee
© Tournesol '14
Write a haiku with 3 randomly chosen words.
I found file, fire, perfume at Creativity Games
2014/10/01
sudden loss
tsunami shocks,
scores
of full moons, waves roll
in tender
mourning
following
calmer orbits
briny
water settles
barely a
ripple
mirroring
what was,
precious
memory
© Tournesol '14
ice storm (haiga)
In 1998 there as a terrible ice storm in Southern Quebec, just minutes from Montréal in the Eastern Townships. This was also in my home town and the city where our children grew up. I had just moved to Toronto, six hours away in Ontario two months before the storm. My family has no electricity for a month and some of my friends lived in areas where it lasted up to six weeks. Many towns between Toronto and Montreal were also affected and it was unsafe and recommended to not drive down. This was January 6th 1998 to early February.
I remember driving down with a friend on the highway and seeing the devastation in the woods along the way. It looked like so many areas had been bombed. It was so sad. The deer that used to come visit our family home (in a city also without hydro for a month) had no choice but to come feed on the cedar hedges in the back. It was a difficult time for residents here. I still feel remorse for not being here to help my family at that time and know that it took many years for some to recuperate from the impact of that storm.
Volunteer firefighters form the US came to help and on my way back to Toronto I remember following a line of army trucks returning to Winnipeg; they had come down to help as well.
I remember driving down with a friend on the highway and seeing the devastation in the woods along the way. It looked like so many areas had been bombed. It was so sad. The deer that used to come visit our family home (in a city also without hydro for a month) had no choice but to come feed on the cedar hedges in the back. It was a difficult time for residents here. I still feel remorse for not being here to help my family at that time and know that it took many years for some to recuperate from the impact of that storm.
Volunteer firefighters form the US came to help and on my way back to Toronto I remember following a line of army trucks returning to Winnipeg; they had come down to help as well.
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| Verglas - Québec - Ice storm |
Intense ice
storm
fauna shudder with worry
on barren land
© Tournesol `14
yearning (haiga)
I
started writing free verse last year for fun and discovered haiku later, not
really understanding it but liked using it to describe photos I had taken and
eventually learned that haiku could draw a picture for me. I`ve always wanted
to draw and learn to paint ...haiku seems to be my learning just how to do
that. Fortunately with CP., I can learn
at my pace by writing each day and reading beautiful haiku other gifted poets
write. It`s become my daily
meditation...
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| © C.L.R. 2013/10/10 |
sipping
magenta
airbrushed
heavens
I wept
~
wanting
a long
slow sunset
quenching
my greed
© Tournesol '14
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