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Shadow Games #tanka #haibun

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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

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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.

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Return of Warmth – #tanka #haibun

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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

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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

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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.

Life ;) #haibun #tanka

Life ;)

The alarm is shouting at me. I roll over, fumble for a moment, putting in far too much effort for the simple chore, but finally hit the switching, shutting up little bully. I wrench a leg over the side of the bed and then force the other over.  Ugh. I am sluggish, more than a bit dull and feeling lazy. Coffee. I yawn. I need coffee. I struggle my way up the steps to start the day, but before I am able to get into the refreshing, reviving shower, before I can have any life-giving coffee, something in my brain does move at a glacier pace and causes me to ponder:

I want to stop here
Leisurely enjoy my life
Living for right now
The world makes me labor on
Are we defined by our jobs?

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Honestly, after too much enforced time off, I am happy to be at work!  But when my alarm goes off…. well, that’s life ;)

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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

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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.)

Time and Photos #tanka #haibun #haiku

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Time and Photos

Photos beyond count
Raw statistics in folders
No time to revel
I have snapped many pictures
But have left them unopened

I open the ‘Explore’ on my computer and go to photographs.  There are folders ordered by dates staring at me.  Each folder contains a lot of photos, dozens, hundreds.  I leaf through some and find them both familiar and unfamiliar.  I have seen very few of them since the moment I clicked the shutter.  There are birds and people.  There are rabbits and buildings.  There are trees and lakes and seascapes.  Pictures of merrymakers reveling at a wedding reception, dancing to loud music.  Birds sitting on quiet shores or soaring majestically through the air.  Where has the time gone?  Why can’t I just sit down and go through these pieces of memory?  Perhaps even post some on my blog  Ooops, where has the time gone!?! I have to get back to work!!!  Bye… Continue reading

Today #tanka #haiku

Storm-Clouds

It’s a slate grey day
Relentless cold rain beats down
Summer is long gone
I want to go through a book
Curled up on a nice warm couch

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See the wet cool words
Mild but not agreeable
November showers

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Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  The words this week are “Pleasant” and “Read“.  This week I wrote a Tanka and a Haiku.

And yes, 40 F (4 C) and pouring rain today – my least favorite weather.

A Halloween Adventure #haibun #tanka

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A Halloween Adventure

The night is quiet, still.  Nothing is stirring.  We creep forward.  I let out a nervous giggle, and you shush me, all serious.  I pull myself up, trying to look dignified, though the butterflies fight in my stomach.  You give me strength, but is it enough?  We have been moving slow, carefully, but are approaching the hidden crypt.  What will we find there?  Although apprehensive, I take the lead and open the door.  It is my place, after all. But I’m sure you can tell that I am spooked.  Much more brave than I, you smile, brush past me. Taking my hand you pull me through the threshold, closer to the uncharted tomb darkness.  I was hesitant at first, but your mood is contagious and I continue on, trying to echo your confidence.

A chill down my spine
A serious look from you
I approach the vault
Both anxious and excited
I head into the unknown

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Sneaking into a cemetery late on Halloween night?  Perhaps into a mausoleum?  The catacombs under the ruins of an old church? Or did you put an R-Rated meaning to the words?  An X-Rated meaning?  Get your mind out of the gutter! ;)  Anyway, I guess if they are sneaking into a hidden tomb somewhere, it is their first time…

Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  The words this week are “Afraid” and “Grave“.  This week I did a Haibun with a Tanka as the poem.  I tried to use the “key” words multiple times, with different meanings.

Darkening Story – #haiku #tanka

Piles of them

Hue towards orange
Bruise purple and macabre brown
The world turns spooky

Lose leaves on patio

Tingle down my spine
Visions of a darkened hue
Words ghoulishly stained
This season I like to read
Some tales embellished by fear

Halley Pencil Skull

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Written for Colleen’s Poetry challenge.  Each week she gives us two keywords, only we must use synonyms only, not the words themselves.  The words this week are “Color” and “Creepy“..  This week I decided to do both a haiku and a tanka.