fair dandelion golden face turned toward the sun to frost at dawn fades
footprints rain remnants to mop
such stillness peepers choked by frost in hiding
only to be nipped by latent cold snaps at dawn first flowers still rise
~kat
For Tanka Tuesday Challenge to explore the haiku and the senryu, a handful of each in various metered forms: 2/3/2, 3/5/3, 5/7/5 . I love writing little poems!
peeper chirps muted by mist hov’ring o’er the stream twilight’s serenade
crimson streams of daylight fading moon ascending the eastern sky we bid another day goodbye my weary bones need no persuading; sleepy, I am quickly fading ’twas another amazing day filled with blessings, hard work and play with bits of kindness, love, romance someone to share it with, to dance in warm embrace, to slowly sway
now I lay me down in the stillness of the gloam to your breath purring
Décima poetry is a 10 line stanza with 8 syllables per line. The rhyming pattern is abbaaccddc. Using the 10 lines there are generally two ways to organize: The 10 lines, or breaking the 10 lines into two stanzas using abba/accddc.
The abba/accddc requires either a period or semicolon after the fourth line break.
if you survived this long, long year emerged this decade, deeply touched by global heartache, death and such, if you faced every day past fear to rise above, a kinder soul who cared for others, paid the toll, then you’ve a right to have a bash to celebrate, to breathe at last, to take your place as our heroes
full cold moon on ice shifting dark of night to light hope for the future
the earth is not flat opinion can’t make it so life, death, and taxes
the sun rises and the sun sets the moon’s face cycles new to full we’re all bound by gravity’s pull the truth is absolute and yet
it’s easy to forget and let emotions cloud our fickle minds you know it happens all the time we pick and choose what to believe it makes us easy to deceive like silly sheep we follow blind
we shouldn’t be at all surprised when vile wolves disguised as sheep prowl the darkness while we sleep crooning dissonant lullabies that fill our foolish ears with lies we shouldn’t be surprised at all when silly sheep refuse to call these wolves the monsters that they are, to send them packing…au revoir! it won’t be long until they fall
dread of the future is fading away in waves dare to hope again
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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