The theme word for Frank Tassone’s haikai challenge this week is: warm.
a battery, sun-fueled.
Leaf green wakes
morning of the year
warm blood courses.
Birth comes to wild woods
This poem is for the Secret Keeper’s writing challenge. The words this week are:
LIGHT | TASTE | DRY | RICH | HOME
Spring tastes of sunlight,
rain on damp grass,
the green froth of uncurling leaves.
Spring smells of rich loam,
churned and tunnelled,
the leaf mould dug and scattered
by bird feet and sharp hooves.
Spring coats the thirsty senses
with the brisk west wind, wet and sea-salty.
Spring is the bursting, effervescing, burgeoning
of this space, this time—
This cinquain is for Colleen Chesebro’s weekly poetry challenge.
tremble in time
to the sea breeze that bids
blossom buds burst, leaves unfurl flags
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.
This cinquain is for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday. The words to use (synonyms of) are
Grow and Honour.
leaves unfurling worship
golden, honey-poured sweetness of
For Ronovan’s weekly challenge
Regal the poise, hawk,
death-dancing swoops, confident.
With a sigh, life ends.
For Frank Tassone’s Haikai challenge. These lilies are typical of the wild and garden flowers in this part of the world and it’s the flower in all the holy pictures and holy statues of my childhood.
Lily in the shade
pearl in gloomy waters glows