Tag: haibun
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Animus: a #MonokuMonday (10/16/2017) water #haibun for #dversepoets #HaibunMonday and #withrealtoads (5/31/18)
Animus A six-person river raft bobbing up and down in the frigid Animus River. A paddle stretched out too far. One rapid, knocking me overboard. beyond white foam so many spruces Break the surface. Still holding the safety line circling the raft. My face, slapped by the river. Again. Again. Back under. Bubbles from…
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#Hakai Challenge #3: Foliage #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka
Congratulations to Qbit, Xenia and revivedwriter for participating in last week’s challenge! On to this week’s challenge! It’s mid-October. Halfway to Halloween. The leaves have begun their kaleidoscope of color. This week, write a haikai poem about fall foliage. You can reference the image or use the word “foliage” in your poem. Here’s how the…
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A #RhymeRoyal poetic #haibun
Frank Hubeny at dVerse challenges us to write a Chaucerian stanza or Rhyme Royal. This form employs a rhyme scheme of ababbcc, written in (usually) iambic pentameter metric lines (seven) in up to three stanzas. But I write haikai. What to do? Go poetic in the prose-poem, and break haiku rules and rhyme, that’s what!…
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#Throw-down Thursday 10/12/17…my latest #haibun #poetry is up at .@ImageCurve
Renewed Intimacy My fingers, running gently up and down your bare back. Your gentle moan, as I rub away tension in the tightest muscles surrounding your lower lumbar. Our lips meeting in our kiss. Our embrace. parting clouds remembering the first time First published in Image Curve, October 12, 2017 photo by Tim Mossholder on…
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#Way-back Wednesday 10/11/17…when talking…#haiku #haibun #poetry
About that Night What was it about you? Was it the look in your eyes? The way you kept your curly hair like you just rolled out of bed? Or was it simply circumstances? Me, with a girlfriend living outside Philadelphia whom I hadn’t seen since July. You, unattached, sitting on the barstool…
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Reduced rations
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes: The dverse prompt this evening is to write a poem about something in the fridge, stuck on the fridge, or lurking in the bottom of the fridge. I didn’t think there was much to say about the contents of my fridge, just food that will all be consumed before…
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& On Top of It All
Originally posted on Jilly's: Neon ampersand in turquoise just next door to that groovy little 60’s vintage wine shop where they push back the racks and set a casual stage for live jazz and popcorn, all with a poster of Hemmingway on the back wall. Snatching a defining shot to share with the blog world. …
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Haibun – My Grandmother’s Refrigerator
Originally posted on Life in Portofino: I kid you not, it said “International Harvester” on the door! On the white door with chrome accents, a car from the Fifties set on end. The handle required a forceful pull to unlatch – no magnets or vacuum suck. Inside a white and chrome freezer door. Chrome was big…