Fireflies, glowworms, or: Lightning bugs

Poetry Partners #31 'Fireflies at Dusk', a poem by Malalai Khan of 'Malalai Noor Khan' Catching a glimpse of tiny sparks, Around the corner away in the dark. I run after them in wild desire, Were they embers from a bonfire? Or shooting stars fallen from the sky, Or specks of gold that can fly?… Continue reading Fireflies, glowworms, or: Lightning bugs

Pitter patter, or: Lullaby

Poetry Partners #28 'A Song of Raindrops' by Gillena Cox of 'Verses' Sing a song of raindrops, falling on flower petals, some refusing to leave, cause happiness is not a roll off task.If you got hold of it and can't drink it, still, hold it, and keep it like precious pearls, for as long as.… Continue reading Pitter patter, or: Lullaby

Ripples, or: A renga partnership, IX

"The more you know, the more you grow" Before I began writing poetry online last year, I'd never heard of a tanka, let alone a renga. Once I came to understand the concept of a tanka, I started responding to other poets' haikus on their blogs occasionally, to show my appreciation. I have long been… Continue reading Ripples, or: A renga partnership, IX

Whither, or: The vine

Poetry Partners #22 'By a thread', a poem by Constance Bourg of 'Tender Rebellion' (after Sylvia Plath) As you walk on by nothing to see here / for the knotted hanging roots the washing clean of mind muddled with muck is my unraveling hair and then there is some light that seems to come from… Continue reading Whither, or: The vine

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. Quaranjavirus: http://theforgersoffantasyart.wordpress.com/ A… Continue reading Catadupe, or: Cata doxa

Ripples, or: A renga partnership, VIII

"The more you know, the more you grow" Before I began writing poetry online last year, I'd never heard of a tanka, let alone a renga. Once I came to understand the concept of a tanka, I started responding to other poets' haikus on their blogs occasionally, to show my appreciation. I have long been… Continue reading Ripples, or: A renga partnership, VIII

Dawn, or: Twilight

A Cleave poem In the form of two Tankas tall, frosted windows reflecting dawn’s rays as the horizon lights up deep purple morning glories under cotton clouds opening to rain marking the autumn season harbinger of winter chill look upon a dull, brown world spelling tender petals' ends How to read a Cleave poem? Simply:… Continue reading Dawn, or: Twilight

Gold, or: Blue

An ekphrastic poem barren skeletal trees and snow- covered, distant peaks speak of winter, more than mere hints belied by golden hillsides as though - as though - a woman could warm herself merely by lying down upon them, though whether she rested her back there; upon the stubborn green grass; rough, rocky hills; or silent… Continue reading Gold, or: Blue