Tag: haiku
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#Silent Sunday 10/29/17
A rest from #haiku See you tomorrow!
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#Haikai Challenge #5 (10/28/17/): Halloween #haiku #haibun #senryu #tanka
Thank you, Poets, for your participation in last week’s #Haikai Challenge 4: Darkness: Jilly- What Dark May Come Charley- Troiku – Fish Crow Vivian- Cloak of Darkness qbit- Three Haiku – Darkness revivedwriter- You Make the Darkness Light And now, the moment you all have been waiting for–this week’s #Haikai Challenge! It’s the last weekend…
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#Senryu Saturday 10/28/17
October morning the superb timing of a failing furnace #haikuchallenge (superb)#haiku #senryu #micropoetry #poetry #joysofhomeownership From my twitter feed, 10/28/17
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#Free-style Friday #2…on regrets…#haibun #haiku
Spring Party, Autumn Post His son’s face is covered in a greenish-yellow goo! Chris holds his daughter, showing an “aw shucks” grin. I stare at his Facebook photo. The last time he called, I knelt on a sub floor, laying $4.00/tile Italian Porcelain with Jeff. He and I were finishing the renovation of my kitchen.…
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#Free-style Friday 10/27/17
Empty road a view of peak foliage no one sees For Toads’ Artistic Interpretations with Margaret
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#Throw-down Thursday #2: an #ErasurePoem for #dVerse Poets Pub…#haiku
Victoria over at dVerse invites us to find poetry through the erasure of lines from a larger text. I go big with this excerpt from Basho: The glory of three generations of Fujiwara vanished in the space of a dream; the remains of the Great Gate stood two miles in the distance. Hidehira’s headquarters had…
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#Way-back Wednesday 10/25/17…The Journey Begins…#haibun
The Journey Begins “A journey of a thousand miles begins with the single step,” said Lao Tzu. But he’s dead. This journey ahead frightens me to my core. Twisting crags, breakneck switchbacks and a legion of thorns and brambles lay on the path. I shudder at every letter as a riot of voices shout down…
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#monoku Monday #2: Creak…a dVerse Poets Pub #Quadrille #Monday #haibun special
Creak stairs under footsteps floorboards of the worn front deck the opening front door our screams at the pale face dripping blood from red-stained fangs coming through the door The accented “good evening” before he fills my pumpkin case creak feet scampering into the night For dVerse…
