As I post there have been no entries for the June Challenge. This is a sad state of affairs. Maybe it has been too cold and wet for haiku and tanka poets to get about, use their hearts and intellect. As I look out the window the weather seems in a state of uncertainty, waiting for something to occur: rain, wind, sun? Tanka challenge: change, uncertainty, the unexplicable. Interpret as widely as you wish. Haiku Challenge: warmth. Again interpret as widely as you wish. Seasonal or non seasonal are acceptable.
bacon
ReplyDeleteon the grill
my diet
and waist
disappear
fresh juice scent -
ReplyDeleteawakening of senses
first thing
that we clung to mother
for the first glass
silver mist paint
ReplyDeletefrom my brush
in reckless splashes ...
oh how I lament that my
house was a masterpiece
early morning
ReplyDeletefeeding the foundling magpie
while its parents sing
on dawn pillows
ReplyDeletea cup of tea on her chest
my mother
familiar aroma
ReplyDeleteof brewed coffee
at the cafe
masks the dread of
the first day back at work
at the door
ReplyDeletewetlands ducks
waiting for breakfast
a warm rug
ReplyDeletearound your knees
I bring you
breakfast in the garden
never mind about mine
unable to face
ReplyDeletea lonely table
so early
now you are gone
so has my morning meal