Catadupe, or: Cata doxa

Poetry Partners #15

A haiku series by Quaranjavirus of ‘The Forgers of Fantasy’

Monsoon storms raging,
Lightning lighting up the sky,
Clouds dancing with joy

Heavy rain pouring,
Puddles reflecting dull grey,
Beauty of nature.

Frogs leaping around,
Snails blissfully slithering,
Rain bringing delight

Patter concluding,
Vivid rainbow visible,
Coloring the black.

A series of tanka responses by ben Alexander of โ€˜The Skepticโ€™s Kaddishโ€™

Monsoon storms raging,
Lightning lighting up the sky,
Clouds dancing with joy
Light flashes on young poet's screen
Inspiration pierces veil

Heavy rain pouring,
Puddles reflecting dull grey,
Beauty of nature.
Deep brilliant eyes reflect
Rainbow's expansive spectrum

Frogs leaping around,
Snails blissfully slithering,
Rain bringing delight
Conceptions catapulting
Vibrant images streaming

Patter concluding,
Vibrant rainbow visible,
Coloring the black.
Fingers -at rest- satisfied
Black letters shed nuanced light

Let’s write poetry together!

When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.

Ben Harper (b. 1969)

Would you like to create poetry with me and have a completed poem of yours featured here at the Skeptic’s Kaddish? I am very excited to have launched the ‘Poetry Partners’ initiative and am looking forward to meeting and creating with you… Check it out!


32 thoughts on “Catadupe, or: Cata doxa”

  1. My goodness!!I can’t tell you how happy I am,seeing this!! Thanks a million, and your tanka responses were awesome! Reflected the exact feelings I had when I wrote these ๐Ÿ˜€

  2. Wonderful poetry, Quaranjavirus and David. I adored how Quaranjavirus poem ended with colored black and then Davidโ€™s addition ended in black light. Beautiful write. โค๏ธโค๏ธ

  3. There’s a really nice interplay here between the storm and the poet. I can see so clearly this scene as it occurs, the poet staring out the window at the rain and the natural imagery making its way onto his screen. The call-and-response is sublime. Well done, folks. ๐Ÿ™‚

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