Tag: poetry
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#Monoku Monday 11/13/17…A Visit to the Owl…#haibun #haiku #poetry #dVerse
A Visit to the Owl What must have gone through poor Mrs. Brisbee’s mind? A mouse, venturing into the lair of an owl so close to dark. Nothing short of a desperate mother’s love for her sick son could so drive her to face such horror alone. And what did she gain? A…
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A #Tanka for a Month with Yeats: Day 13
Aasgaardreien peter nicolai arbo mindre Wiki media commons For Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats: Day 13: Today’s quote is from ‘The Hosting of the Sidhe’ by W.B. Yeats. ‘Away, come away: Empty your heart of its mortal dream.’ nighttime thunder I answer the Wild Hunt’s call and embrace the wind Why did I ever…
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A #Tanka for A Month with Yeats: Day 12…#poetry #haiku
Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats: Day 12– Today’s quote from the poetry of W.B. Yeats is taken from ‘The Rose of the World’. ‘He made the world to be a grassy road Before her wandering feet.’ meadow path a panicked flight of birds from the chainsaws’ roar for all green spaces must…
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#Haikai Challenge #7 (11/11/17): Veterans…#haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka
Thank you to last week’s participants: Jilly–Trinity Charley–Haiku–Souls in Flight qbit–haiku–River Nihil revivedwriter–remember, remember On to today’s. It’s Veteran’s day in the United States. It’s also my birthday. Late this morning, my son and I brave the below-30-degrees-Farenheight cold to attend our neighboring village’s Veterans commemoration. Now, I’m typing this challenge–a privilege I could…
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A #Tanka for A Month with Yeats: Day 11…#poetry #haiku
Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats: Day 11 offers the following: Today’s quote is from ‘The Harp of Aengus’ by W.B. Yeats. ‘Where time is drowned in odour-laden winds And Druid moons, and murmuring of boughs,’ She holds tight the thread of dreams And so I respond: burning leaves firelight in the eyes of…
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#Senryu Saturday 11/11/17…a #haibun on a birthday going wrong…#haiku #poetry
Uninvited Celebrants We had plans for my birthday worked out when the French door opens. Five minutes later Mom and Dad sit at our kitchen table. As often happens living in a mother-daughter home. “We didn’t know what you guys were doing,” Dad says, “We bought a cheesecake.” “We celebrated last night,” I reply. “That…
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A #tanka for A Month with Yeats: Day 10 #poetry #haiku
And he saw how the reeds grew dark At the coming of night-tide,’ W.B. Yeats. last sunset fog rolling across the moor this new moon night is there time for one more breath, for one last kiss goodbye? For Jane Dougherty’s A Month with Yeats: Day 10
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#free-style Friday 11/10/17
declining daylight grazing in the backyard a six-point stag
Frank J. Tassone 