Tanka for My Son

Watching you grow up
Grateful for every moment
Bound by love, not blood.
Baseball, Jedi, and Time Lords
I never want it to end.

11/21/17

My fourth response to Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Tuesday Challenge Recap & A Month of November Poetry Prompts.

 

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Undone Dreams (Tanka)

The ghost of lost dreams
Forgotten and abandoned
Hair grows gray and thin
Haunted by deeds gone undone
Time lost, never to return.

10/11/17

This is my response to Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Tuesday Challenge No. 54: GHOST & HAUNT.

Plato’s Cave (Tanka)

Shapes on the cave wall
Mind-mist, distorted; unreal
Crawl into the light
Eyes adjust to sunlight
Reality seems insane

10/5/17

This was written in response to Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 53 – MIST & SHAPE.

Your Voice (a Tanka)

To find your true voice
Look within, observe yourself
Behold the pure you.
Ignore judgments from without,
Project your truth to the world.

9/12/17

Written in response to Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 50 #Haiku #Tanka #Haibun: VOICE & WATCH, I substituted “observe” for “watch.”

Raven’s Flight (Tanka)

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Soar away, raven
From your master’s hand, away
See the world around
Spy the comings and goings
He awaits your quick return.

9/6/17

This is my response to Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 49 #Haiku #Tanka #Haibun: Soar & Wait.

If Looks Could Kill (a Tanka)

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Murky dark hallways
Stone statues silently scream
Frozen in granite
Forever held in terror
The Gorgon smiles; turns away

8/30/17

This is my response to Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 48 #Haiku #Tanka #Haibun: STONE & TURN

Image is Medusa by Arnold Böcklin (16 October 1827 – 16 January 1901). Found on Wikimedia Commons.

Óðrœrir (a Tanka)

Kvasir, the wisest
Born of Æsir and Vanir
Slain by jealous dwarves
Blood brewed into honey-wine:
Óðinn’s mead of poetry.

8/15/17

Pronunciation key and notes:
ð = “th” and in this
Óðrœrir = Oh-thur-or-ear (Old Norse, “Stirrer of Inspiration,” another name for the Mead of Poetry).
Kvasir = Kvas-ear (A Norse god created from the spittle of the Æsir and Vanir and considered the wisest of all creatures).
Æsir = Ice-ear (The Norse gods)
Vanir = Va-near (Another tribe of Norse gods)
Óðinn = oh-thin (Odin, leader of the Æsir)
You can read more about the Mead of Poetry here.

This is my response to Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge #46 – #Haiku #Tanka #Haibun: HONEY & WINE. I descided, given this week’s prompt words, to combine three of my favorite things: Tanka, Norse Mythology, and Mead!

The Hunt (tanka)

Searching for answers
To questions forever asked.
Seeking only truth
Following the path ahead
Finding myself on the way.

8/1/17

This is my response to Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 44 – #Haiku #Haibun or #Tanka: HUNT & FIND

Confusion (Tanka)

Heated arguments
Opinion and fact confused
Divisions run deep
Opinions informed by facts
Facts changed to fit opinions

7/25/17

This is my response to Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge – #Haiku #Tanka #Haibun: HEAT & CONFUSE

Melody in the Mist (Tanka)

The art of living
In sync with our true nature:
A good flow of life
A melody in the mist
The symphony of the soul.

7/12/17

This is my response to Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge 41 – #Haiku #Tanka #Haibun: MUSIC & ART. I subsituted “Melody” & “Symphony” for “Music.”