A tanka running away she shrieks the terrified piglet not expecting me to be a wolf though my child begged that I should tickle her Prompts W3 poetry prompt For this week's W3 prompt, Suzette Benjamin encourages us to write: A) a haiku, OR: B) a tanka on the theme of “a favorite way to… Continue reading Little pig, or: The big, bad wolf
An acrostic poem I cringe at the expectant look; My heavy sigh hangs in the air; Again, her "imagination Game" resumes, as I turn my thoughts Inwards; tune out my child's prattle; Nod supportively when it seems Appropriate; wait patiently Till we arrive at school; walk her Into the building; and then run Off to… Continue reading Captured, or: Leave little to the
Poetry Partners #184 'Happier', a poem by Komaljeet Kaur of 'flavoured poetry' There is a day that wears out tryna recall memories of gray shades on the borderlands where midday moon was buried. It excites, agitates, sedates that sand princess who rode over a unicorn to curse that transparent night that hid the moon's scars.… Continue reading Memories, or: Over the moon’s gray scars
A sijo tentatively, I approach the words with faint recognition; upon reflection, they sharpen, seeming ever more familiar; the limits of understanding come into focus; I'm touched Sijo? A Korean verse form related to haiku and tanka and comprised of three lines of 14-16 syllables each, for a total of 44-46 syllables. Each line contains a pause near the… Continue reading Touched, or: Slightly mad
"The more you know, the more you grow" Before I began writing poetry online in May 2020, I'd never heard of a tanka, let alone a renga. Once I came to understand the concept of a tanka, I started appreciatively responding to other poets' haiku on their blogs. It was in this spirit, on April… Continue reading Ripples, or: A renga partnership
A poem written in Murisopsis' new nonce poetic form: "Dizzy" mostly it my lines of thought out spinning sharp hook reeling in life in a bottle yanked it flew back just about knock me out now I'm laid out flat stupidly grinning hearing outboard motor churn full throttle crew staring ask what you smiling about… Continue reading Knock me out, or: Life in a bottle
Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person began writing verses back and forth over the Internet. Their first project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their first oeuvre, they continued their journey together; Sangeetha came up with a fun… Continue reading The Ziggurat, or: Creativity forms verses
Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person began writing verses back and forth over the Internet. Their first project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their first oeuvre, they continued their journey together; Sangeetha came up with a fun… Continue reading The Yester, or: Creativity forms verses
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