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Poems

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).

A Sketch

I talked to you again
We said just a few words

A few lines
A quick stroke
A gesture

I made a joke
It fell flat
You laughed
At the joke
Or me?

A few lines
A quick stroke
A gesture

I feel I know you
Do you know me?
Time has been short
Just snatches of conversation

A few lines
A quick stroke
A gesture

Do we ever
Truly know anybody?
Can we ever paint that portrait
Or is it always a sketch?

A few lines
A quick stroke
A gesture

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OK, I wanted to write something, so was looking through old images. This was just a real quick sketched I made when creating the self-portrait for my blog. I looked at it and said those repeated lines above. OK, so I need to make a poem using those lines… And that is one of the weird ways my mind works ;)

When All Else is Grey #tanka

A bright shirt for me
With a whiff of eccentric
Fearlessly forward
I may often try to blend
But there is no use hiding

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This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge. This week was a synonyms only week using the key words hint and bold. I chose a tanka. And, no, I am not “coming out” or anything like that, I’m just talking about some of my eccentricities. Yes, I wear a hat when I am outside. I have a hat collection. And occasionally i wear strange clothes, including, on a rare occasion, that red and black jacket.

Back or Forward? #tanka

 

pic-green-railroad

Image credit: no attribution

Cold steel to green wood
Traveling to a far land
Is it time or place?
Does the green exist behind
Or undiscovered country?

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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge.  This week was a photo challenge.  Aishwarya, aka, Kitty from Kitty’s verses provided the photo at the top (not sure if it was Kitty’s or found, but I claim no rights).  I chose a tanka for this week’s poem.

The Undiscovered Country is not just Star Trek, it is Shakespeare and means “the after life”, though some take it for the future.  You can interpret it either way ;)  Not saying how I meant it ;)

Stripes or Bars? #tanka

fiyero on the beach

The lines always curve
Rounded made straight and angled
Paths always loop back
We might think our debts are cleared
But we are always ensnared

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This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry challenge.  This week we were given two key words, only we had to use synonyms for the words, not the words themselves.  the words were circled and squared.  I chose a tanka.

Trees #nonet #haiku

back-yard

*
Shh
Listen
Gold and Green
Living, breathing
Center of the wood
Heartbeat of the forest
Holding Earth’s ancient wisdom
Towers of organic knowledge
What would you tell me if I could hear?

Eldest oak
To a young sapling
Growing truth

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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge.  This week the challenge was in the form of a quote (chosen by Sue Vincent):

Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth.” Herman Hesse

I chose to do a reverse nonet followed by a 3/5/3 haiku to make a tree :)

Photo was taken a few weeks ago from my back yard looking up the hill behind my house into the woods

Shadows Reinterpreted #tanka

Photoprompt-July-2020

Image Credit: © Sally Cronin

Stuck in my own trap
Towering walls block the view
I can hear the sea
Doesn’t the flotsam of life
Prove there is more beyond me?

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OK, if you don’t understand the title, look up Plato’s allegory of the cave.  But more than just the cave allegory, I was thinking of this quote by Plato (a conclusion of the same story): “Those who are able to see beyond the shadows and lies of their culture will never be understood, let alone believed, by the masses.

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Written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge.  This week was a photo challenge.  The photo at the top of the page is by Sally Cronin.  I wrote a tanka this time, and I’m sure I was one of the few this week to base my tanka on a quote by Plato ;)