Spring to summer tanka

This is for Frank Tassone’s weekly haikai challenge.

 

again the wind blows

hurling white blossom

rain-shooting greenness

ripened in sun’s rising course—

first roses fallen

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Tanka: May twittering

This tanka is for Frank Tassone’s Haikai challenge, using the word ‘twitter’.

 

May music

twitters in the hedge

crickets in the long grass

music boxes know no day

no night—the silent sleep

 

Tanka: May processions

For Frank Tassone’s May challenge—another aspect of the month.

 

white dresses

veils flutter in spring breeze

white shoes pinch

the memory of cold streets rings

hollow childhood gone

Tanka: Late cherry blossom

First thoughts for Frank Tassone’s Haikai challenge.

 

so much green

across the sky—black boughs clad

white blossom hid

sun lingers longer now

than this blossom than you

Tanka: Earth

For Frank Tassone’s Earth Day haikai challenge

 

ocean-deep

blue green as rushy water

earth spins mountain chains

while in this field

I watch the bees die

Haiku trio

The theme word for Frank Tassone’s haikai challenge this week is: warm.

 

Earth oozes

stored warmth

a battery, sun-fueled.

 

Leaf green wakes

morning of the year

warm blood courses.

 

Birth comes to wild woods

tender bird-babble

stream songs.

Tanka: First cherry blossom

The cherry blossom and the plum blossom is all finished here, just a few late arrivals still retain a few petals. This poem is for Frank Tassone’s weekly challenge, a tanka, a form I find difficult.

 

Earth turns sunwards,

blossom in its wake,

a wave of pale feathers.

Among trees, lace-white,

foam-frothed, I smell the sea.

Haiku: Spring equinox

For Frank Tassone’s haikai prompt: spring equinox.

Photo©Martin Addison

On the edge of spring,

buds burst in sweetness—

another death.

Tanka: Snow IV

Another poem for Frank Tassone’s haikai challenge: snow.

 

Sky holds sun and rain,

winds blow, scatter blossom

on rain-damp grass.

Spring gold melts, and I cringe,

dreading winter’s return.

Spring gales Haiku

Another poem for Frank Tassone’s haikai challenge.

These dark nights

of turbulent cloud—

wind-blown moon.