posting poetic prose
05 Nov 2018 19 Comments
in quadrille Tags: blink, drink, fink, stink, wink
was that an itch
or political twitch?
it was deliberate wink, i think
first, they get our vote; then play turn coat
offer girl drugged drinks, prey with flirty hi-jinks
mark cards to win, gamble with sin
sly one-eyed blink… all cheaters stink!
Linking to dVerse with 44-word “wink” quadrille…
03 Nov 2018 2 Comments
in renga Tags: cicada, heron, house, lonely, moon, river, water
at the gate of a deserted house,
a cicada is crying in the rays
of the evening sun © Shiki
neighbors left hot summer house
allow insects to move in
pressing sushi;
after a while,
a feeling of loneliness © Buson
parents and children are gone
eating alone so quiet
the coolness
of the sound of water at night,
falling back into the well © Issa
overfilling my bucket
splashing on path back to hut
autumn’s bright moon,
however far I walked, still afar off
in an unknown sky © Chiyo-Ni
harvest moon is calling me
reflections on dark water
all my years
floating in the river
a childish heart © J. Reichhold
living half my life on our
family’s wooden sampan
a flash of lightning:
the screech of a night-heron
flying in the darkness © Basho
monsoon rains and avian
wildlife are my companions
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Italicized “renga” responses © lynn. Linking to Carpe Diem Haiku Kai .
02 Nov 2018 Leave a comment
in renga, Uncategorized Tags: magnolia, moths, peach tree, snail, sparrows, sun
A challenge to write Renga With Richard Wright: given six haiku, choose your own line-up and add your two-lined stanzas. (Richard’s original haiku in regular type, italic lines are my response stanzas.)
Make up your mind, Snail!
You are half inside your house,
And halfway out!
indecisive character
slugs reluctantly forward
I am nobody:
A red sinking autumn sun
Took my name away.
identity lost in awe
of sky’s changing expanse
Keep straight down this block,
Then turn right where you will find
A peach tree blooming.
remember, somewhere is spring;
hope’s sweet promises renew
One magnolia
Landed upon another
In the dew-wet grass.
end of summer, last blossoms
reveal time’s passing beauty
All right, You Sparrows;
The sun has set and you can now
Stop your chattering!
settle, winter is coming;
seasons advance through harvest
You moths must leave now;
I am turning out the light
And going to sleep.
body desires peaceful rest;
premonition of death’s kiss
© Richard Wright
© lynn
30 Oct 2018 13 Comments
in free verse Tags: ginger, mountain, ponies, steppe, stew, yurt
Linking to dVerse poetics and Lillian’s prompt to write “once upon a …”
once upon a yurt…
out on the barren steppe
below snowy mountain peak
where mongolian ponies gallop
beside smoky cow-dung fire ring
stirring pot of seasoned beef stew
aromas of ginger and garlic wafting
tickle nose of almond-eyed baby boy
who sneezes mightily into shadows of
future as conqueror-to-be, Genghis Khan
30 Oct 2018 Leave a comment
in magnetic Tags: dusk, earth, forest, harmony, prairie, river, sanctuary
29 Oct 2018 Leave a comment
in tanka Tags: cappuccino, chai, coffeecake, flavor, rhubarb, vanilla
Joining Kristjaan’s “vanilla” prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai
french vanilla creme
once flavored cappuccino;
now stirred in my chai
mix teaspoon of vanilla
into rhubarb coffeecake
29 Oct 2018 Leave a comment
in Uncategorized Tags: butterflies, flowers, golden, mountain, pheasant
A “fusion” haiku for Carpe Diem Haiku Kai‘s Crossroads Challenge…
a strange flower
for birds and butterflies
the autumn sky
© Basho
the pheasant cries
as if it just noticed
the mountain
© Issa
autumn on mountain
butterflies and flowers gone
pheasant’s golden cry
© lynn
pixabay free image
28 Oct 2018 12 Comments
In sympathy with families of Jewish victims at Tree of Life synagogue in Pittsburgh
worshipers struck down—
husband/wife
brothers
doctor
how long, O Lord?
madman with weapons—
radicalized
paranoid
hateful
how long, O Lord?
anti-semitic violence—
old testament
middle ages
world war
how long, O Lord?
__________
“The Lord is close to the brokenhearted…” (Psalm 34:18a)
26 Oct 2018 12 Comments
in rhyming verse, triolet Tags: cow, dew, fog, leaves, mist, pumpkins, scarlet
A triolet is a French form of 8 lines with ABaAabAB repetition…for dVerse MTB
wet scarlet leaves carpet cold ground
embraced with dew and kissed by mist
hidden in fog, pumpkins lie ’round
wet scarlet leaves carpet cold ground
ghost cows graze cornfield, make no sound
where earth meets sky in phantom tryst
wet scarlet leaves carpet cold ground
embraced with dew and kissed by mist
25 Oct 2018 9 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: farms, gravel, machinery, neighbors, rural, seasons, tractor
Late to join the “journey” prompt at dVerse this week…thanks to our host, Sarah!
living rural still
requires frequent
road trips to town…
for needed groceries,
machinery parts,
or church events.
carefully back out of
narrow garage door
and swing out in arc
avoiding any randomly
parked ATVs, pickup or
farm machinery on yard
past garden and cattle
white-fenced driveway
turn on gravel road until
first crossroad where
choice is made: which
route to which town?
on a blacktop, pass
farms and acreages
of neighbors we know
signs of seasons and
progression of crops
odors of hog barns
past research farms
or busy cheese factory
slow down for yellow
school bus, red tractor
on road, wait at corner
for chromed semi-trucks
24 Oct 2018 9 Comments
in rhyming verse, Uncategorized
when cows are mooing, hungry for hay
early me, early me, early the day
when love comes calling, sweetly we lay
early me, early me, early the day
when Spirit is whispering urge to pray
early me, early me, early the day
when open road beckons to journey away
early me, early me, early the day!
23 Oct 2018 1 Comment
awake before sun
constellations blinking bright
cows’ hungry eyes shine
a poem in my pocket 
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