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Poems

The In-Between #haibun #haiku

Bare branches, half guessed, a darker black silhouetted against void, whisper amongst themselves in the northern breeze.  A few last leaves flutter down.  A flash of silver is quickly hidden, the magic light extinguished as rapidly as it had appeared.  Looking up, I guess where the moon lies hidden behind the blanket of turmoil that is the sky.  I wrap my jacket tighter around myself, but can’t stop the moist air from seeping in, hungerly stealing my warmth. The approaching dawn has been hijacked, the sun led astray, for the sky remains that slate grey.

White rim on last leaf
Dull glow illuminates grey
November dark clouds

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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. This week we used a theme, which was given by Sue Vincent in the form of a haiku (see below). I wrote a haibun with a haiku for the challenge.

Haiku by Sue Vincent for challenge:

clouds cover the moon,
beyond dawn's pale horizon
sun rises unseen

©2020 Sue Vincent


Tuvstarr #tanka”

“Tuvstarr is still sitting there wistfully looking into the water” by John Bauer

Naked and alone
In the heart of the forest
Is all really lost?
When innocence is taken
Do we mourn it gone or live?

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This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. This week the challenge is not only a photo challenge, it is also an “Ekphrastic”, that is a poem that explores a work of art. The work of art, provided by Diana Peach, is the famous image by John Bauer of Princess Tuvstarr gazing into the deep pond forever, mourning her lost heart. She had lost all as she journeyed into the deep forest, but it was her heart of gold that ended the journey. Many think that she was mourning her lost innocence, which is the interpretation that I took in my tanka.

Point of Inflection #tanka

Where am I going?
There is only fog ahead
I stop and look back
Thankful on were I have been
Plans and dreams create a path

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This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. This week was a synonyms only challenge with the key words being Imagine & Gratitude. I decided to write a tanka.

As usual, I picked a photo and wrote to match. The photo is from my walk on Sunday morning.

November #haiku

Last leaf hangs
World in brown and tan
Calm descends

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Fading light
Frost nips bright colors
November

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The above haikus were written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. This week was poet’s choice. I chose to do two haiku in a 3-5-3 pattern.

Every year I have written a poem about voting on election day. This year? Well…

Ballot box
Waits with open mouth
Please feed it!

Better? ;)

Tomorrow’s Dust #tanka #haibun

I walk along, breathing the frosty late autumn air. Leaves rustle, speaking as they are moved aside by my feet. But then I pause, silencing their death rattle. Is there another sound? I listen. The trees, some still wearing a wispy shroud of yellow, brown and orange, whisper to me. What secrets will they share?

I am told that the adoring crowds had called his name. He had stood, proud, chin up, condemning all who disagreed as sad losers. His followers chanted back his very words. Is the wind echoing these throngs? Are the words still alive, speaking to condemn all who he perceived as an enemy?

No. A senseless babble about how in the years too many to count, the span of the life of one man is meaningless is all that I hear. He is silenced now, and the words forgotten. Not even the wind will remember.

Wind whispers through leaves
Does the tree grow on a mound
Its purpose long lost?
The mighty king ruled the land
Now is just forgotten dust

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This was written for Colleen’s Poetry Challenge. This is week 200! This is a theme week, and the chosen them is The Illusion of Power. My mind went two ways – the graveyard scene in Hamlet on the one hand, and our current politics on the other. Of course, there is also Halloween coming up… Put together with recently read words about hundreds of grave barrows of forgotten kings, well… I chose to write a Haibun with a Tanka at its core.

Fall’s Fire Inspires #tanka

Grace glides through water
Fall’s fire flames in trees and pond
Autumn’s tone inspires
Death blooms beautiful in leaves
Colors create thrill in heart

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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. It was a double challenge – first was a photo challenge using a photo which I took several years ago in Milford, MA. (Yes, Colleen used my photo this week :) ) The second was a synonyms only challenge using the words Move and Make. I combined both challenges and wrote a tanka today.

Photo below was from this Saturday and was taken in Wilton, NH.

A month early or a year late? #tanka

Soft noise behind me
The floorboards creak with her weight
My love has woken
Though dead for a thousand years

Scent of fresh blood revives her

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lol, yes, I am a month early for Halloween, but I saw an older version of the picture and knew I had to use it! I did edit it a little more, but…

This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. This week was to use a specific form, which was tanka. I do write quite a few tankas.

The Night Sky #tanka

Milky Way above Dennisport

When fears come alive
The immense unknown spreads forth
Wonder fills the mind
From ancient times until now
Distant stars fill us with awe

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This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. This week we were given a theme, The Night Sky. I chose to do a tanka using the theme, and also titled my poem with the theme :)

Toadstool #haiku

Image credit: Unsplash, and the photographer is Wolfgang Hasselmann

A bit of fungus
A tower in fairyland
Both visions are true

-or-

Fungus rot
Fairyland tower
Point of view

-or-

Fungus
Fairyland
Toadstool

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This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. This week was a photo challenge. the photo at the top was provided by Lisa Thompson, a photo by Wolfgang Hasselmann found on Unsplash. This week I chose a haiku. I used the three different forms to say the same thing (6/7/6, 3/5/3 and 2/3/2).