muddy
ecstasy
spring rain
lingering
winter, frosted gloam
peepers mum
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!
a good ending
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
~kat
For Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge – prompt words Chirp (Purr) & Twilight (Gloam) an opening and ending haiku, combined with the Weekly Décima Challenge, prompt word Dance – D line Rhyme.
The Traditional Décima Poem
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.
mere mortals
it shouldn’t surprise us
how nonchalantly death
steals away our breath
in just a blink
without considering
that we have things to do
life to live, we’re not through
no death don’t care
the cruel fact of it is
when it’s your time to go
you can bet death will show
ready or not
immortality’s not
for mere mortals like us
just accept it, don’t fuss
enjoy the ride
~kat
For Tanka Tuesday’s Theme Prompt this week: “Immortality”, the Abhanga, which is:
· stanzaic, written in any number of quatrains (4 line stanzas).
· syllabic, 6/6/6/4 syllables each
· rhymed L2 and L3 rhyme. Often internal rhyme is employed. End rhyme scheme x a a x , x being unrhymed.
head in the clouds
the clouds fell to earth tonight
millions of water droplets swirled
around me as i walked, my flashlight
capturing their frenzied fluttering
white noise against a starless,
moonless sky, so this is how it
feels to have one’s head in the
clouds, dreamlike, catching tiny
water daubs on my skin and
the tips of my hair and eyelashes,
damp, chill, just me and the trees,
the crunch of gravel under my feet
and the peepers, awake from their
winter slumber, singing of spring
~kat
dead of winter
the trees have been silent lately but
for the occasional moan, pressed
to breaking by the wind; the sun,
choked by damp drear hasn’t shown
his face for weeks; all is gray but,
who am i to curse the day, to
loathe the rain that swells the creeks
and soaks the earth, kissing the
roots, the dormant seedling shoots
messy, messy life, muddy, red clay
paw prints on just mopped floors, no
matter, there are cool wet noses to
kiss and velvet ears to scratch, and a
book collecting dust on my nightstand,
it’s crisp pages longing to be caressed,
words upon beautiful words whispering,
the irony...giving voice to muted trees
~kat
like mercury colliding... 