green with envy

Joining Frank J. Tassone‘s haiku challenge: ataka (warmth)

 

some(where?) spring has sprung

if only could, i’d migrate

soak in ataka 

 

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first blossoms

Join Frank Tassone‘s haiku challenge…

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cherry trees will bud

float like soft pink petal clouds

hatsu hana spring

down the drain

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young boy abandoned by drunk father

grows up too fast tough in da’hood

cannot refuse “the brothers”

mother feels desperate

now he’s serving life

– s o l i t a r y –

confinement

silent

cell

 

 


“Nonet” of 9 lines, each with descending syllable count, formed unique shape…

mustangs of monterrey

 

wild horses gallop

through her mind’s long ago rooms

spirit whinnies free

wonders why they corralled her

in nursing home’s confined stall

 

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Linking to Toads’ Garden, inspired by Maya Angelou’s poem of “long ago rooms”

puzzling

i bought
a new giant
floor puzzle,
especially for
young grandson

a picture of
fascinating
creatures who
live under the
ocean waves

sharks, eels,
sting rays and
cute clownfish
anemones, stars,
and sea horses

but he chooses
the old favorite
floor puzzle of
familiar farm
animals…again

🙂


Joining Elsie at Ramblings of a Writer with theme”Under the Ocean”

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postcard of barefoot life

Chèvre at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai prompts us to write a “kikobun” (traveling haibun) on “gypsy” theme. Here’s my interpretation!


 

In my dream, I’m captured as a young girl by gypsies while visiting Europe. I leave walking trail to pick wild flowers in wooded area and am taken away by Romani people in a brightly painted wagon pulled by dappled horse. We wander the Van Gogh landscape of hilly vineyards and loose haystacks humped in fields, finding temporary day work for local farmers. Every evening, we circle round the flickering campfire, listening to lively songs and loud stories. I join in the dances, wearing my head scarf, peasant blouse and flowing skirt; barefoot in the dirt. 

 

gold bangle bracelets

gypsy smiles flash in firelight

accordion plays

 

 

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sin city graffiti ditty

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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.

cinquain in pain

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calving

farmer midwife

gets up at night to check

first time heifers need help birthing

spring push

 

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fruity freefall

De at dVerse challenges us to write a quadrille (44 words) with a little “zip” in it!


 

hey, bae, it’s okay

take poetic time-out

creative juice surf’s up

let your imagination

go zip-lining!

paintbrush crush

colour your wourld

kiwi lime and cyanberry

don’t refrain

your right(eous) brain

from livin’ life out loud

make magnetic magic

taste tangy tangerine

whee feelin’ gigglee!

 

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snow follows easter

 

“The cock crowing in the milky dawn thinks its call raises the sun;” 

                     – René Daumal

 

old cock winter crows

easterly wind heralds storm

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red sun is rising

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Haiku inspired by quote (Carpe Diem Haiku Kai) in less-than-inspiring weather.

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grape arbor wine list

Pirouette poem form is decastitch: 10 lines, line 5 is a “turn”, line 6 is identical to 5. Every line is 6 syllables. Rhyme optional. Link to dark side of the moon

 

burgundy, chardonnay

varied fruity fragrance

pruned grapes on vineyard hill

sweet plumpness under sun

sniff bouquet, swirl to sip

 

sniff bouquet, swirl to sip

from stemmed crystal goblet

pick optimum ripeness

wait for ferment to age

zinfandel, sauvignon 

 

 

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linger long (gets better)

Playing magnetic poetry again, like this one even better (poet kit, no adds)!

 

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