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greening

greening

the world is blooming
life bursting from the deep
buds to leaves while we sleep
dreaming in green

~kat

For Tanka Tuesday...catching up this weekend! A short one-stanza Abhanga.

The Abhanga 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.

Haikus & Senryus

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!


mere mortals

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.

solstice 2020

solstice 2020

darkest
night of winter
fair planets kiss, glowing
age of Aquarius dawning
solstice

~kat


A Garland Cinquain (2/4/6/8/2) fir this week’s Holiday Theme-Based Tanka Tuesday Challenge.

legacy

Image by Barbara A Lane from Pixabay

legacy

coursing through my veins, directing my existence,
lifeblood, DNA containing the legacy of my ancestors
heroes, scoundrels, paupers, royalty, saints, average folk,
their footprints in the dust long disbursed to the wind
and me here, now, my simple life carrying us on anonymously

~kat


A Gogyohka for Wordcraft Poetry’s Tanka Tuesday Ekphrastic Challenge inspired by the photo above.


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