Tag Archives: poetry

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 :)

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.

Beyond #tanka

beach-sunset-02

I feel I am cursed
Someone put a spell on me
But then I look up
The sky fills with divine light
Rough seas, but I am content

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This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge.  The key words this week were Hex and Blessed, but only synonyms were allowed.  I did a tanka.  And, OK, I chose the photo (from one I did earlier this year) and wrote the poem to fit ;)

Hike Along the Cliff’s Edge #haibun

Getrudes-Nose

Photo by Frank J. Tassone

Hike Along the Cliff’s Edge

I walk along the razor’s edge. A misstep would throw me into the deep abyss, or so it would seem.  The choices before me are so important! I walk the narrow path, projecting the unexplored territory ahead in my mind. Will the trail dictate my action or my action dictate my path? 

Ledge in the forest
Rising before men arrived
Here when we are gone

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This was written for Colleen’s Poetry Challenge.  This week she asked us to write a Haibun and use the photo at the top, which was provided by Frank J. Tassone.

They Said it was Over years Ago #doublenonet #tanka

Eagle

It happened again
How can a human do that?
Pain of the centuries
My hand fits nicely in yours
Bound by our humanity

Years ago they told us all is well
Humans judged by their character
Full equality for all
They said the world is fair
The battle was won
One family
United
In peace
Love
But
They lied
Still two worlds
One rule for “them”
Fear of the other
Blind eye turned to the truth
Indifference to suffering
A world of hate and division
They said it was over years ago

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These joined poems were written for Colleen’s Poetry Challenge.  This week was poet’s choice. I wrote a double-nonet and a tanka

Beacon in a Time of Darkness #tanka

Across dark chasms
Oh that little candle shines
Tiny flame is seen
A weary world of darkness
A good deed, a beacon

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Written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge.  This week was a theme week, for which I wrote a tanka.  The theme was:

“How far that little candle throws his beams! So shines a good deed in a weary world.”

― William Shakespeare, The Merchant of Venice

Funny – I discovered that “Chasm” is one of those weird words that has one vowel but two syllables.   As with my last tanka, I tried to make it so it could be read backwards.

Oh, the drawing at the top is the only thing I had with candles and it was for someone’s post on the 11th day of Christmas, so…