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April Poetry Month – A Poem a Day #21

Happy Thursday! Our 21st poetry form is the Tanka, an ancient Japanese poetry form consisting of five lines with the syllable sequence: 5/7/5/7/7 for a total of 31 syllables. The word Tanka, means “little song” and was often presented as one continuous line or stream of thought. The modern American version breaks the tanka into 5 separate lines.

7th century nobles in the Japanese Imperial court engaged in tanka writing competitions and it was also a popular form of love note given to partner after an evening spent together.

Tankas can be written about any topic and should also contain an emotional element. It is not necessary to give a Tanka poem a title.

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I woke to birdsong
between cool silken bedsheets
still damp from our tryst,
hoping to glimpse you sleeping
but you had already gone.

~kat – 21 April 2016


Weeping Cherry in Autumn

Photo Credit: Lynn Swisher (lynzrealcooking.com)

Photo Credit: Lynn Swisher (lynzrealcooking.com)

How lovely she is
exposed for the world to see
but i imagine
she weeps for her faded leaves
wind-whipped, tumbling round her feet.

I wonder if she remembers the spring.

~ kat ~ 29 November 2015

A Tanka (5 line poem/5-7-5-7-7) followed by a Seven Word Story inspired by Lynn Swisher’s beautiful photograph. Visit Lynn’s Blog, Lynz Real Cooking to see more photos. There, you’ll also find her wonderful recipes and stories of her fascinating life in the Middle East. Thank you Lynn!


Reflections on a Street Lamp in the Rain

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Through rain droplets
ambient lamp light glows warm
love is in the air.

Street
lamps shine
dreamlike through
fat rain droplets
guiding me
safely
home

I hardly noticed
it was raining that evening
when I saw you there
waiting under the lamp light…
like moth to flame, besotted.

~kat ~9 November 2015
(Haiku~Sept~Tanka)

A Haiku is a 3 line poem/syllables: 5-7-5; a Sept is a 7 line poem/syllables 1-2-3-4-3-2-1; and a Tanka is a 5-line poem/syllables: 5-7-5-7-7. I discovered this triune format through a poetry challenge and love the flow of it. J


Seasons


In the beginning
Seed pods burst from Gaia’s heart
Springing forth in song.

Then
Summer
Kissed each bud
swelling in bloom
As fragrant
Petals
Fell…

On beds draped in mist
Cool Autumn’s nip then rendered
Back to Gaia’s breast
A host of slumbering seedlings
Under blankets Winter white.

~ kat ~ 4 November 2015
(Haiku, Sept, Tanka)

A trilogy of verse in response to Poetry Challenge #4 – Seasons. Thanks to Jane Dougherty for the opportunity to expand my poetry vocabulary. To read more or participate click HERE. ❤️