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I have been working in the helping profession for over 25 years and volunteered in various capacities from youths to seniors.
Tournesol is my nom de plume for haiku and other Japanese form poetry here at Tournesoldansunjardin https://cheryllynnroberts.wordpress.com I hope you enjoy reading through my daily waka.
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11 thoughts on “lazy season (troiku)”
beautiful lines ! I fell in love with the word – season’s long sleep .
Thank you…it is walking through the thicket behind our offices that inspired this troiku and trying to give you an idea of what I saw along the way I took photos…there were soooo many bees but I only saw one butterfuly. Since the city has dug out some plants and cleaned it up I have never seen my blue butterflies I used to see months after my mother passed. I think it was perhaps a coincidence and it was really my mother keeping me company until I was ready.
You are missing the morphos , they live in bushes and thickets , without them they simply vanish . I like your philosophy about the readiness of life !
Thanks, Kristjaan. Troiku has to come naturally for me. After I write the first and main haiku I wait to see if there are thoughts urging to get out. The 1 to 22 did not give me much time to do that and it would not have done troiku justice.
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beautiful lines ! I fell in love with the word – season’s long sleep .
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Thank you…it is walking through the thicket behind our offices that inspired this troiku and trying to give you an idea of what I saw along the way I took photos…there were soooo many bees but I only saw one butterfuly. Since the city has dug out some plants and cleaned it up I have never seen my blue butterflies I used to see months after my mother passed. I think it was perhaps a coincidence and it was really my mother keeping me company until I was ready.
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You are missing the morphos , they live in bushes and thickets , without them they simply vanish . I like your philosophy about the readiness of life !
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I don’t think they were morphos…they were tiny butterflies…I saw the same ones for about 18 months after my mom passed and then…pfttt no more 😦
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maybe they know …. your mother has gone…. !
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It gives me comfort believing this.
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yes …I think so too !
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Awesome Troiku Cheryl. I had missed Troiku in your catching up post of a few days ago, but here it is … a troiku. Thank you for sharing.
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Thanks, Kristjaan. Troiku has to come naturally for me. After I write the first and main haiku I wait to see if there are thoughts urging to get out. The 1 to 22 did not give me much time to do that and it would not have done troiku justice.
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I love those ‘butterflies and bees floating in sweetness’, Cheryl! And I saw a very small blue butterfly yesterday on the salt marshes at Cley!
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Oh lovely, I can live vicariously through your seeing it:) Thanks for your lovely comment, Kim.
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