For Ronovan’s haiku challenge. A tanka rather than a haiku this week.
Photo ©Jean-Pierre Dalbéra
A leaf’s destiny,
burst bud, tender green unfurled,
flies red in the wind.
Hear the wild voice of autumn,
riotous among the flames.
Another verse form that’s new to me. Thank you Jennifer for the introduction. This is the link if you’re interested in the mechanics of it.
And here are my first attempts at the form. I’m borrowing the illustration from a couple of days back as it fits nicely.
Bird in white winter
In the bare black tree a singing bird,
On the snowy ground a leaf,
Winter flakes a cover white.
In the sky a gull so white,
No song to sing this ghostly bird,
Drifts light as a falling leaf.
In the air a golden leaf,
Snowflake-dancing, a blur gull-white,
Whispers songs learnt from the singing bird.
Singing bird, life leaf-short, now lies beneath a cover white.
Sun hangs low, a disc of copper,
Burning cold as any stone,
Winter world in thrall to silence.
Upon the lake the swan in silence,
Bows her head in reflected copper,
Yearns for lost mate, her heart a stone.
The mountain glowers, cloud-grey stone,
Dropping rain into the silence,
Swan sails west where the light glows copper.
Copper dims, and the stone grows colder, in winter silence the lone swan weeps.
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