Tag: haiku

  • My Daily #Haiku (4/9/19)

    4/9/19: in like Flynn morning fog the total opposite of in like Flynn #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019 9/30

  • Unrestricted Aces: a #Quadrille #haibun

    Unclassified, one Ace learns English. Another Ace’s fastball dropped me in the dunk tank during least year’s field day. Yet another Ace may claim my lucky “four.” I, their trump ace. All in the least restrictive environment. last bell the crowded cell phone lines for dVerse Poets’ Quadrille #77 – Ace of Poems (pubtended by…

  • “Dylan Thomas’…” a #tanka (4/8/19)

    4/8/19: childhood poem Dylan Thomas’ “Do not go gentle into that goodnight” Oh, Rodney Dangerfield, your “Back to School” recitation #tanka #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019

  • My Daily #Haiku (4/8/19)

    4/8/19: high-five morning mist … the birdsong equivalent of high-fives #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriNo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019 8/30

  • The Emptiness of Envy

    envious stare … on the neighbor’s lawn greener grass sudden scarcity compared to another’s abundance still water … the promise of hope in a new day why all of the sighing and sleeves wet with fresh tears? windchime melody and birdsong harmony … a day’s simple peace still the gnawing sorrow at another’s joy? sunlight…

  • My Daily #Haiku (4/7/19)

    4/7/19: godless Nietzschean guilt …the maple tree still blooms by itself #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo20197/30

  • #Haikai Challenge #80 (4/6/19): cherry [blossoms] (sakura) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

    How did you enjoy the twittering, haijin? Very well, it seems! Congratulations to last week’s contributors: Haikai Challenge Participants 1. Ken Gierke / rivrvlogr2. Tessa3. Reena Saxena4. ennle madresan5. Jules @ fiction 6. Jane Dougherty7. Janice8. Pat R9. Dwight L. Roth10. The Dark Netizen 11. Helene Vaillant12. Xenia Tran13. Revived Writer Powered by… Mister Linky’s…

  • After the Fall: a #writephoto #NaPoWriMo2019 / #GloPoWriMo2019

    If I could guide the hand of kings after the fall. But the light reached it’s Apex at the height of Arthur’s reign. And it fell to its nadir at Camlann. If I could guide hearts of queens after the fall. But my counsel remains unspoken as I continue my crystal slumber. So the Virgin…