For Ronovan’s weekly challenge. This was a hard one. I wrote a haiku and a tanka and just about managed to get the words in.
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River twists between
yellow banks washed by spring tides—
gulls scream in the wind.
Petals twist and spin
caught in the hand of the breeze
their perfume scattered.
Spring tears winter’s rags—I rail
against its ferocity.
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Jane Dougherty Writes 
“caught in the hand of the breeze” great phrase. Works well and leads into the following lines perfectly
Thank you! I’m glad you picked up on that. I changed the verb to caught so it would hang together 🙂
Reblogged this on D.B. Mauldin and commented:
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Thanks for reblogging, Deborah 🙂
Excellent Jane…like them…
Thank you again 🙂
These are lovely poems, Jane. The second description is really vivid, I can just imagine the elements tearing at the flowers.
It’s a part of spring that I find rather heartbreaking. The flowers are in bud or just opening and you get hail storms and freak blizzards, because it’s spring.
Petals twist and spin
caught in the hand of the breeze
their perfume scattered.
Really a visual poetic feel to your poem. Love the catch phrases. Magnificent work. 🙂
Thank you 🙂 Glad you like it.
Very much so. Haiku’s are very difficult to do. Hope someday I can do a haiku of my own. 🙂
I’m never sure I’ve got it right. They’re pretty fiendish.
You did a fantastic job in my book. 🙂
I’m flattered you think so. Thank you 🙂
Your very welcome. 🙂
Feel that scattering breeze, seen them heard them, gulls screaming in the wind., great haiku and tanka
Thank you Mick!
Your most welcome!
I love the line – caught in the hand of the breeze. Both the haiku and tanka have wonderful imagery. Beautiful poetry!
Thank you, Michelle 🙂