breathing in her scent
drifting from her dresser
fond memories take hold
breathing in her scent
mind drifts to times passed
when our hearts were light
drifting from her dresser
scents trigger sentiments
I thought were long gone
fond memories take hold
in a life when time stopped
…or so we thought
©Tournesol’16/05/10
Written for The secretkeeper and the prompts are: drift, breathe, light, hold, life
how long
until shootings cease
nation heals
how long
an innocent child dies
families grieve
how long-
until angels carry
where the sun shines
where the sun shines
echoes of cherubim
field of daisies
© Tournesol ’15
In memory of the tragedy of Jamyla
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Shibashi ma mo matsu ya hototogi – su sen nen
how long
to wait for the cuckoo
about a thousand years
© Basho
how long
until the barren rice fields will be green
cranes fly over
© Chèvrefeuille
midsummer evening—
how long the wing of the crow
how brief the wrensong
© Mark M. Redfearn
Fallen leaves,
needy for fertile grounds
geese honk
~
naked tree,
defensive and forlorn
squirrel on a wire
~
loneliness
besieged by barren trees,
unwelcome guest
© Tournesol ’14
Carpe Diem Special #114, Shiba Sonome’s 4th “longing for someone”
wistfully
stirring her cup of tea,
milk curdles
~
weeping salty tears,
pillow case no longer
carries his scent
or
weeping
on a pillow case,
scents lost
Carpe Diem Special # 113, Shiba Sonome’s 4th “longing for someone”
