To answer with love–
fragments pieced together like
a mystery solved
Colleen’s prompt this week was to write a love poem. There are some wonderful poets of love here on WordPress (you know who you are) but that is definitely outside my comfort zone. Still, I will certainly be sending some Valentines, and so I wrote a poem for the intended recipients.
As Colleen has introduced haiga as a form for her #Tanka Tuesday, I decided to integrate my words and art this week as well.
Also linked to dVerse OpenLinkNight.
one set of boot tracks
grey clouds mingle with absence
paths left untrodden
For a long time I started each month with a collage grid and a haiku. This month, having done a grey February mandala (perhaps next month a grid), I decided to take up Frank Tassone’s challenge to honor poet Rachel Sutcliffe by writing haiku inspired by her words.
his death day
in graveyard shadows
voices now lost to the wind
crows calling grey skies
Hopefully the grey will clear out before February’s end…
I want to once again thank Freya Pickard for featuring one of my haiku as part of the Portal Series on Pure Haiku. You can read it here.
I will be taking a few weeks off from posting to deal with ongoing family medical issues, but I will try to check in with WordPress every once in awhile to see what’s going on. And Nina will still be posting her work every few days, so we won’t be totally absent.
My haiku “Shapeshifting Moonlight” is posted today as part of Pure Haiku’s Portal Series. You can read it here, along with all the other wonderful portals in verse. Thanks as always to Freya Pickard for including my words on Pure Haiku.
Joyce Fienberg, 75
Richard Gottfried, 65
Rose Mallinger, 97
Jerry Rabinowitz, 66
Brothers Cecil and David Rosenthal, 59 and 54
Bernice and Sylvan Simon, 84 and 86
Daniel Stein, 71
Melvin Wax, 88
Irving Younger, 69
Remembering those who lost their lives in the Tree of Life Synagogue on Saturday. May they rest always in a portal of light.
details gathered and released
the light falls into silence–
neither night nor day
throwing the questions
into vast infinity–
what the night reveals
This haiku sequence was inspired by Sue Vincent’s photo prompt, above.
The night sky is full of questions…
The moon sailing free–
hare pauses in the forest,
listening for light
Vita Brevis is once again sponsoring a haiku meet-and-greet. You can post your own haiku here, and then read all the other ones that have been submitted too.
I thought I saw blue jays, but red feathers and whistles turned them into cardinals. I thought I saw cardinals, but the starlings stole their song. I thought I saw starlings, but they grew huge and then they laughed in a raucous crow chorus.
Which bird? you ask, which
bird?—sparrows, tiny sparrows–
wings to wish upon
This is based on a fragment of a dream that came back to me with the birds in the morning. All five birds mentioned are often both heard and seen outside my windows and doors (and, apparently, also in my dreams).
deepens and rustles insect song–
thick light frosts the wind.
For Colleen’s 100th Tanka Tuesday celebration, she asked us to choose our own words for our poems. I consulted the magnetic Oracle in two ways for my September leaf grid–the online one, and my refrigerator one, which is currently filled with Zen words. Two very different views of the season.
between finding out
and insight lives the whispered
silence of why not