blessed horizon (haibun)

© CLR 2014
© CLR 2014

On the rooftop, she sits gazing at the horizon.  The wind from Mont Royale blows long dark strands defying any rules of fashion.  She brushes her hair off her face to take in the show…curtains draped back to see the whole view.

sun slips
into the horizon
fills me with grace

© Tournesol ’15

autumn colours (haiku)

© Clr'15
© Clr’15

steeped in amber
footpath comes to life
crunch of leaves

© Tournesol ’15

Inspired by:

meigetsu ya yuki fumiwakete ishi no oto

this harvest moon –
as I part the snow by stepping on it
the sound of stones

© Chiyo-Ni

changes (haibun – haiga)

Walking along lac Boivin, she inhales the mountain breeze and exhales a sigh of gratitude for her new start in her career teaching high school girls. She worked almost a decade for this. At the autumn of her life, she was now stepping into a new beginning.


season of life
spiced with lush colours – first leaf,
floats on lac Boivin

© Tournesol ’15

Haiku Horizons “float”

memory lane (tanka)

(c) Clr '15
(c) Clr ’15

On this day over three decades has passed…a baby girl was born; she didn’t want to leave the womb…much! Resisting reality and the inevitable, she entered this world two weeks later.

on a digital tour,
a last summer visit –
family album
reminiscing the past
babies no more

(c) Tournesol ‘15

Inspired by:

sifting through
the personal effects
of a spider’s web
an autumn wind loosens
another anchor thread

© Laura Williams (a.k.a. Lolly)

on ice (tanka – haiku)

I truly love this prompt!! it speaks to me and puts me right where I am in my life.

sifting through
the personal effects
of a spider’s web
an autumn wind loosens
another anchor thread
© Laura Williams (a.k.a. Lolly)


kitchen view river march 6th

She lived in the ancestral home by the river…not too long ago; this will be the first autumn without her. 

by the river
 last of the fallen leaves
floating in the current
memories of you and me

locking souvenirs –
frozen in time

(c) Tournesol ‘15

moonbeams (haiku)

A post at Chris at The Muscleheaded Blog made me think of a poem I read this week by Chiyo-Ni

nani kite mo
utsukushiku naru
tsukimi kana

whatever we wear
moon viewing
(c) Chiyo-Ni


on a midsummer night
(c) Tournesol’15

Zen inspired (haiku)

This was not an easy prompt.  I usually do not participate because I look through Lolly’s amazing poems, then flip through a few other family members and cannot decide.  So this time chose Jennifer Hu.  Oh, it was still a difficult feat since I have about 5 haiku collections by her.  So I chose a few from (2014-11-25). Final Things: 40 Haiku inspired by Zen practice, Kindle Edition

A sharp cry-
the tea kettle
can’t sing
© Jennifer Hu ’14

an Irish tune –
shower echoes
off key
© Tournesol ’15

Ah! So many wrinkles, now —
but the mirror
is smooth
© Jennifer Hu 2014

how frail
her unsteady gait – girlish
sparkle in her eyes
© Tournesol ’15

the crickets
© Jennifer Hu 2014

thunder clap,
swallows in the tree
lost their tweet
© Tournesol ’15