posting poetic prose
10 Apr 2018 16 Comments
in tanaga Tags: addicts, city, escort, gangstas, opiates, pimp, urban
downtown stubble rubs gritty
tenement windows broken
night escort working pretty
pimp keeps tight grip on token
street addicts living nitty
homeless die for opiates
poor men don’t want no pity
just need to beat jobless rates
how survive stinking city
urban education rules
alley thugs share thieves’ kitty
gangstas teach in dropout schools
In need of some urban renewal? Find more city poems with Jilly at dVerse Poets.
05 Apr 2018 Leave a comment
in tanaga Tags: burning bush, holy, people, spirit, temple, tomb, womb
We’ve celebrated Easter…Pentecost is coming!
burning bush in desert place
holy ground tread with bare feet
temple built as sacred space
where heaven and earth did meet
virgin’s womb a holy space
where divine entered our world
fishing boat or grassy place;
when Jesus spoke, truth unfurled
upon the cross where he stayed
hanging between sacred space
in the garden where he laid
death couldn’t silence holy grace
holiness we now receive
spirit fire from heaven’s hand
wholly people who believe
God’s house gathers from all lands
03 Apr 2018 17 Comments
in tanaga Tags: ephemeral, holy, sacred, veil
Linking to dVerse Poets pub where Amaya hosts tonight…
here can be a holy place
anywhere a sacred space
only need to be aware
heaven isn’t way up there
thinner threads within the veil
may allow a visage through
listen quiet to the pale
heart and hope again renew
gathered for a funeral or
as mist the woodland fills
in a mood ephemeral
when attentiveness distills
subtle warmth of offered tea
or soft-scented flower bud
sound of bird in linden tree
opens inner space to God
31 Mar 2018 16 Comments
in tanaga Tags: dove, fruit, love, plant, poet, tree
time to plant a poet-tree
gently dig a loamy hole
water roots creatively
fertilize with wit and soul
nurtured by attentive love
sapling poet-tree will grow
spread out branches, shelter dove
harvest of ripe fruits bestow
The tanaga form is part of an oral tradition going back to the early 16th century (eg. Twinkle, twinkle little star). It comes in stanzas of four lines with seven syllables per line. It often rhymes, even rhyming each line of a stanza on the same rhyme sound, but it can have variable rhyme patterns. It can also have more than one stanza. Frank hosts tanaga prompt at dVerse Poets.
a poem in my pocket 
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