Month: January 2021
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Beware #haiku or #senryu
Originally posted on Trent's World (the Blog): So peacefulSerene, invitingBeware: sharks ** Colleen is back and so is her weekly poetry challenge! This week is a poet’s choice week. I chose to do a haiku with a 3/5/3 structure. Or is it a senryu? I’ll let you decide…
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Jules’ “nd 1.19 all hands united & great blue heron 3p – Jules Pens Some Gems…”
#Haiku Happenings #1 (1/19/21): Jules’ latest solo #renga for my current #Haikai Challenge! all hands united our justice stable?or is it up for grabs – wethe people must choose then we must act, each for allprotect, honor, and respect the whole blue planetmust abhor violence andwork towards healing ©JP/dh nd 1.19 all hands united &…
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#Haikai Challenge #174 (1/18/21): Justice #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga #MLKDay2021
Thank you for your contemplation on first sun and Democracy, haijin! Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Li/Lisa Fox of W MI, USA2. Jules3. s.s. 4. Peter5. Jane Dougherty6. Kate 7. Kerfe Roig8. Kate9. Linda Lee Lyberg Powered by… Mister Linky’s Magical Widgets. Onward! It’s the birthday of Dr. Martin Luther King,…
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Birthday Blues?
Originally posted on Alexis Rotella's Blog: My husband and I are not big fans of birthdays. While we’re grateful to have lived well into our seventh decade, birthdays are really, on an unconscious level, the birth trauma all over again. Few of us have felt welcomed into the world. Most of us, as we…
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Some more random Tanka
Originally posted on Lady Nyo's Weblog: TANKA The moon floats on wisps Of cloud that extend outward Tendrils of white fire Burn up in the universe– Gauzy ghosts of nothingness. ——– Shooting star crosses Upended bowl of blue night Imagination Fires up with excited gaze! A moment– and all is gone. _______ (and one…
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How Indeed
Originally posted on Heed not Steve: poet moon – how can he write all full of wine —- © Steve Mitchell 2021
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“twilight…” a #tanka (1/18/21)
1/18/21: inspiration–late walk silhouettes of trees twilightthe silhouttes of treesthis winter evethe aching muscles afterthe five-mile hike #tanka #micropoetry #poetry
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THE SKUNK APE
Originally posted on the other bunny: Hidden eyes discern Nostrils better interpret Human decay Beyond the quarry’s boulders, Heavy as any burden, Trees weed upward, all gnarled, Hollow knot holes filled with darkness, Open mouths forever silently screaming, Shadows harboring sentient eyes, Glowing gold . . . Ghosts float past an autumn-tainted moon. Distant Mack…