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Hike Along the Cliff’s Edge #haibun


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


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


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
In peace
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


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


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…

The End or New Beginning? #doubleetheree #etheree


Well, no
We are progressing
Moving to the next phase
Will it be that much better?
Will this new world help everyone?
Or will the powerful gain all?
Can we pull together to make it work?
The song right now seems to be in discord
Dissonant factions play selfish tunes
But there is cooperation
Folk pushing positive change
Helping hands reaching out
Voices in accord
Working as one

*** Continue reading

Shell’s Surface #tanka


Such a long journey
Detritus of life picked up
Reflecting others
The years will add their layers
Our now is formed by our past


Our now is formed by our past
The years will add their layers
Reflecting others
Detritus of life picked up
Such a long journey


This was written for Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge.  This week was poet’s choice.  I chose a tanka.  This week, I decided to put a little extra effort into making it read both forward and backwards.



The snow may fall
On new spring flowers
A blanket
Of winter gone by

The clouds may build
In great black towers
To the eye

The world may shake
Even the greatest powers
For all
Must one day die

But I look up
With hope that never sours
And see
The big blue sky


The snow may fall
On new spring flowers
But life

Will always try


We had 8 inches of snow yesterday. Today, it is almost gone.