An etheree for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday.
The NaPoWriMo prompt is to write a poem based on questions, ending with a further question, leaving the debate open. Since I wrote a question poem yesterday, and the etheree for Colleen’s challenge also poses a question, I think this double version will do for both prompts. Maybe tomorrow I’ll have some answers.
How many times have these wide skies clouded,
cold wind risen bringing sheets of rain?
Spring marches, shod in mud, bearing
spears of green and leaf banners.
When petal storms strew white
the meadow, blackbirds
sing the louder,
in wild flutter,
toss their raw thrustings
to the spring breeze and wave
white blossom banners of peace
and plenty? Or will this one be
the year the earth closes iron fist
and turns her wounded face to the dark void?