A little bit about moi:
I am a mom, a nana, a sister, a woman, a friend, a human being…a youth counsellor, Family Life Educator.
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.
I also have another blog "Stop the Stigma" where I may stand on my soapbox now and then and hope it will become a place to drop in and share or comment on issues important to you. In that vein this could be a great way to learn from each other.
After snoozing the alarm four times, she rolls over and greets her bff, petting her thick soft fur and whispering “I love you’s”. She then finally rises to the challenge of another new work week. Shuffling to her other bff, she opens the door to the guest room and hears the joyful purrs and meows this unique creature has. Her name is Kali. She runs up to her big, fluffy sister, Bette and is greeted with a hiss. No problem, little Kali seems to be thinking and she runs to her mistress for a pet and then lies on her tummy stretching her front paws about a metre distant from Big Sis and waits for some sign that maybe today will be the day they will play…such a patient little thing!
It is amusing to watch these two felines as she runs a hot bath to oil her old joints and then she moves on to the morning REAL priority: starting the coffee and feeding the cats.
Another week is starting and she tries very hard not think about it. Although she loves the support she offers, she is finding less comfort in the environment which no longer seems to shed enough light. She can literally hear the grumbling from within her peers’ body language and darkness hovering over their heads…
relentless deafening screams within daunting reminders
relentless dark clouds casting shadows foreboding
deafening screams within hearing their disturbing tales smothered in despair
daunting reminders exhaling melancholy sighs of helplessness
she must get to sleep! in less than an hour bloody birds will peep chirping away with joy waiting for a new dawn but, for an insomniac their fervor makes her yawn sometimes make her go mad!
still she must sleep in four hours the alarm will buzz grating at her every pore beep beep beep beep beep annoying bleeping clock!
today she returns to work a five day break she took away from tears away from pain away from fears abusive grownups hurting them in vain controlling and narcissistic crushing their spirits killing all their hopes sometimes they want to die it seems their only way out of such misery...
they, I, together we choose another plan they’ll live on one condition those grownup bleepers will be reported
the cops will come and bring their troops youth workers and the like
more time will run its course over days and weeks and months until this youth is safe from physical, sexual and emotional wrath
but n’er from her bad dreams and not from all her wounds no, indeed that takes an entire lifetime she’ll start the healing process a little bit here and there a break for a while trying to ignore the pain reprieve from all those memories
and on and on it goes the victim pays a lifetime assailant n’er long enough
who said life’s even fair? the wounded try to mend their broken and bruised souls abusers lick their wounds playing victim of their sins who said life’s even fair?
...one last yawn, reciting her 3 Hail Mary's an Act of Contrition and prays for a better day. (c) Cheryl-Lynn '19/01/06
Remembering long ago short family road trips. They had little to say after so many years. The hum of the motor slowly put the children in the back seat to sleep and she was left with her thoughts. She would make up movies in her head where she was another person, vibrant and confidant.
remembering family drives country roads
remembering searching from her window
family drives muted journeys movies in her head
country roads fields of wild flowers endless possibilities