Tag Archives: love poem

Your Spell on Me #Haibun #tanka #doubletanka

woman portrait

I feel the power, like a sun behind me.  A vision flashes through my mind. Is it a knife coming down like Hitchcock’s Psycho? Perhaps a Stephan King skeletal hand will grab my ankle.  I whip around, ready to face anything, anything, but what is really there. I meet your gaze and all is lost.

I step in your trap
That is found behind your eyes
Your bewitching stare
The magic spell that you cast
Makes me rise above the Earth

Is it just your charm?
Perhaps a deeper power
Enthralled by the glance
A thought and I glide above
Your eyes making my heart soar

Lost, but found, captivated by your spell, I am launched into your orbit.

*** Continue reading

Advertisements

Blueprint for Purchase Foiled #Tanka

I can organize
Use all my money on you
Plot all that I want
I find the Beatles were right
No design can buy your love

***

Written for Colleen’s Poetry Challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  This week  the key words were the poet’s (me ;) ) choice, so I chose “Plan” and “Spend” This week I decided to do a Tanka.

The Film, #haibun #etheree #doubleetheree

Through the portal

The Film

I look into a rose-tint fog and smile at the dancing shadows. A thin, transparent barrier divides me from this place.  I imagine that I step through this wall of celluloid and find you still there, just as you were.  I reach out, but grab only mist.  You aren’t really here, are you?  And neither am I, really.  Is it real, or was it at one time?  Perhaps that color I see has tainted all. The curtain comes down.

Lights
Camera
Memory
Can it be real?
Was it really me?
And was it really you?
In the movie, you loved me
Your eyes glistened in the close-up
The story unfolded on the screen
Your presence stole every scene you were in
That movie played out in a different world
I memorized the script and action
Or that is how it seemed
Was it a work of fiction
A script written by me
Played out in my mind?
Did you love me?
Memory
The past

Dream

***

In ways this is part 2 of last week’s poem.

***

Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  This week  the key words were the poet’s (me ;) ) choice, so I chose “Film” (yes, the title) and “Remembered” This week I decided to do a haibun with a double etheree.

Shadow Games #tanka #haibun

chapin-11-24-2018

Shadow Games

I am going along, getting on with my life.  I hear a voice, stop and look, You are having fun with your favorite diversion, or so it seems.  You behave like you’re in a show, but are acting only for yourself, for you do not see me here.  And then it hits me, and I have to wonder, do I really see you?

I see your shadow
Absorbed into your pastime
I want to join in
I’m not really part of it
I’m on the outside, looking in

***

Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  This week  the key words were the poet’s (me ;) ) choice, so I chose “Hobby” and “Play” This week I decided to do a haibun with a tanka.

Return of Warmth – #tanka #haibun

flower-spring-2018

I turn on the radio and a sappy song comes out, reminding us of the old sayings about the time of year being the time of love. I hum along, but I’m not convinced.  I think of you and the emotion gushes out.  No, it isn’t the new green leaves that do it, it is that special smile.

The voice purrs the song
The season of renewal
Our thoughts turn to love
My heart leaps, croons not for May
The well overflows for you

** Continue reading

Back to the Source – #tanka #haibun

I sit, pen in hand, and stare into the distance. The spring has gone dry and the words have failed to flow. But then an image comes to me. Your image.  There was a time when poems sprang to the page motivated by your eyes and your smile. Can I once more dip in that well, go back to the root and create something new? I lift my pen to the paper and note down a few dragging words.

I pen you a verse
Like one at the beginning
When it was still fresh
Inspired by a thought of you
Source of many silly scrawls

**

Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  This week  the key words were “Origin” and “Write” This week I decided to do a  haibun using a tanka as the poem part.

I have missed the last two challenges.  For some reason I just wasn’t inspired and nothing came to mind.

Winter – #tanka

purgatory-lower-jan-2019-2

Frigid winter day
A blizzard freezes my soul
Distant stares are harsh
An icy word from your mouth
Causes the tempest to rage

*

Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  This week the key words were “Cold” and “Storm” This week I decided to try a tanka.

*

In ways these words were appropriate this week as we just had our first major storm of the season followed by our coldest day so far.  I know, the first storm in late January in New Hampshire?  Unheard of!  But it has been a frigid winter!  And don’t worry too much about my storm damaged heart – this is pure fiction :)  Photo from a short hike on Saturday, before the storm.

Dawn of a New Year #tanka #haibun

Dawn of a New Year

I am walking alone down a dark path.  The pale December sun fails to illuminate, casting a cold, golden sheen over the land.  I pause and look out over the world.  Stark shadows, crisp lines prove that summer is a distant memory.  As are you.  They say the new year brings new light and new hope.  I smile, knowing that although colder days are ahead, the light will increase and warmth will return.

Shadows in pale light
Darkness of the dying year
You, my sun, are gone
A new year brings much more light
Perhaps it brings you as well

**

Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  This week was a “free week” where we could choose our own words.  My two words were “illumination” and “return”.  This week I went with a tanka and a haibun.

Happy New Year!  (The photo was taken on Saturday in Harwich, MA.)

Solstice #tanka

Come the darkest night
A solstice shadow on me
I long for your touch
And then from around the world
Your voice reaches out to me

**

I once had a series of “Internet love songs”.  It has been a while since I added one.

Now for the irony (I guess) – The photo above was taken on the opposite solstice.  This was late at night on the longest day, shortest night of the year back 6 months ago :)  The poem, of course, is about the shortest day, the longest night…