Bees drink from the shore of a shallow inland lake – wrens splash in birdbath. Frank J. Tassone is the host of Haikai Challenge. Frank says: This week, write the haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) that alludes to smoldering [hot] (moyuru).
Category: poetry
Thursday Inspiration 64 — Love’s Lake
Each time when the sun shines so As it strikes every leaf with a glow It’s then that I head for our place By the willow on the shore of love’s lake The wind has to blow just right Rippling water shimmers with light Where we held each other’s eyes Two souls under dappled skies…
Reena’s Exploration Challenge 143 — cool grey slate and dVerse OLN
Surveying cool grey slate, Shapes form, then colors Rainbowed characters drawn Shade shift, flavors pique Sensory extravaganza But only in our minds What is is a unidimensional Flat map of what could be How do we inflate the dream Into three dimensions? Winds, planets, satellites Water pools, veins, capillaries Mountains, valleys, caves The greenleafs and…
What do you see # 37 — Prayer Blessing
Poised and ready to be Receptive to light As it warms and refreshes Years of cloudiness fall away Erased like morning mists in sun Replaced by unutterable joy Be with me always, kind and generous Living within my soul Energizing my heart Singing with songs of nature Sending out ripples of benevolence In a never-exhausted…
#Haikai Challenge #146: Buck Moon
Moon’s churned cream glows bright while fireflies and rabbits play; thunder’s promise grows. Grazing bucks nibble clover’s sweet dew as velvet blossoms. Frank J. Tassone is the host of Haikai Challenge. Frank says: The July full moon, the Buck Moon: The next full Moon will occur on Sunday, July 5, 2020, at 12:44AM ET, and is…
Parasites and Hunter-Killers
Hunter who has studied us One who knows our ev’ry like Sent by Mother Gaia, who Says it’s time for us to shift When our bodies have a foe We send out the phagocytes Killer cells who eat them up Balanced health an unspoke right We are now the parasites Mother’s body’s had enough…
#Haikai Challenge #145: wild iris (ayame)
Wild purple iris on the path to the water one midsummer’s day Frank J. Tassone is the host of Haikai Challenge. Frank says: Like the mayfly, the bloom of [the wild iris (ayame)] lasts but a single day. What better exemplar of transience can we ask for? This week, write the haikai poem…
