Day – tanka
The sun slides across
the skin of the day in a
hot, searing caress.
What can I do but sigh in
voluptuous contentment?
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For NaPoWriMo 22, a poem celebrating Earth Day.
Homecoming – tanka
It is always pure
pleasure. Walking on grass, leaves,
the bare-bodied earth.
As though my body-soul knows
it has come home to Mother.
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For day 11, love talk.
You – tanka
The moon it seemed had
lit up the wings of the wind
pale ebullience
but my soul knows it is You.
Everywhere I go it’s You.
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For day 10, some moontalk.
Escape – tanka
The sickle moon hung
there like a fallen question.
How do I escape
the safety of gravity
for the nothingness of space?
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…
one early spring dawn
the sun bloomed as I was born
I too Christ be
I celebrate this knowledge
in deep stillness and wild joy
Brewing nostalgia – tanka
the pot on the stove
bubbles up aromas from
childhood. Warm, soothing
comforting, like Mother’s touch
like a loyal puppy lick
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Eddies of memories – tanka
fleeting sandal scent
like a rogue wind whirlpools leaves
stirs up memories
chasing the light on your skin
all the way into shadows
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On dVerse Poets, it’s Abhra’s birthday and he asks, what gift we would like to give him. Or the world. As I was reading his post, quite by happy chance, I heard the tui call …
The gift – tanka
into the cup of
the evening the tui
drops its golden song
my beggar heart rejoices
the moon rises in delight
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Watcher – haiku
a coiled tense spring
the cat watches its victim
eat its last meal
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Watchman – haiku
you watch over me
like a lighthouse, always there
forever shining
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Watchkeeper – tanka
third watch of the night
the clock stops still in mid gong
Death has come calling
“your time is up” gaily says
that relentless watch keeper
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For dVerse Poets prompt What does the watchman see?
Autumn drops a leaf
on sky-coloured still water
gold seeps into blue
blue seeps into me. I am
cloudless, skyless, limitless
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Written for the Carpe Diem prompt – Like a pebble