Tanka Tuesday: Well worn comforts

Comfort

falls in moonbeams,

sun dapples on water,

in the who who of nightwind owls,

asking.

It sinks with a sigh into well

worn chairs, fills the eyes of

the old dog by

the fire.

 

A second butterfly cinquain. It was supposed to be for Colleen’s challenge using both words this time, but I forgot to use synonyms. Third attempt below.

 

Threadbare

trees revive, burst

in bud-blossom pink-white,

leafing into unfurled green flags,

waving.

Well-being falls in golden sun,

in bright silver rain-splash

and the blackbird’s

sweet song.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

17 thoughts on “Tanka Tuesday: Well worn comforts”

  1. To me, the word “dappled” evokes comfort all by itself. But the other images and actions–moonbeams, the asking of the owl, sighing into chairs, and the old dog–well, I sigh while I’m reading. Truly.

    1. Thank you! Usually using synonyms instead of the prompt words isn’t a problem, but I must have subconsciously liked these words too much not to use them.
      Dappled and pied for me evoke Manley Hopkins, a poet we were introduced to in elementary school. The best things he wrote, in my opinion.

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