Tag: tanka

dinner time


Timid neighbours roam

past my open window,

wild turkey brood

from an in-between world—

they sleep in trees at night.

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The wild turkeys around here are so shy that I can only take photos from far away, sometimes through a window. If I open the door they run away.  The photo here shows part of a family that includes more babies and another adult who took up the rear.

I wrote this tanka thinking about the writing of Tagami Kikusha (1753-1826) featured in the July 21 On the Road prompt.  If you like writing or reading haiku and related forms, you may enjoy Suzanne’s essays on this prompt site.  There are no time limits for participation.

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©2017 Ontheland 

cycles

As we turn every corner of the Narrow Road to the Deep North, we sometimes stand up unawares to applaud and we sometimes fall flat to resist the agonizing pains we feel in the depths of our hearts. There are also times when we feel like taking to the roads ourselves, seizing the raincoat lying near by, or times when we feel like sitting down till our legs take root, enjoying the scene we picture before our eyes.– Soruyo

Contemplating this quote offered by Suzanne of On the Road and life as I know it, I wrote this tanka:

A life has cycles

as summer falls to winter

a pattern is clear

placidity precedes storm

and chaos ends in rest.

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©2017 Ontheland

Dignity

Victory,

that spark of kindness

in her words.

Memory falters,

organs fail, love prevails.

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It’s painful to witness a progressing illness that cannot be cured. The only buttress is feeling the dignity that prevails. Suzanne’s second On the Road prompt helped me find some solace…nobody deserves to end their life in suffering but some people do.

May the road rise up to meet you

In response to On the Road—The Journey Begins:

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May you walk with ease

along a well-marked path

May your load be light.

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When mantras hum

the road carries me

cares dissolve

the journey and I 

are one again.

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Suzanne is launching a new bi-weekly prompt series called ‘On the Road—Prompts for Haiku, Haibun and Haiku.’  The introductory post explains her vision:

We are all travelling some kind of road – the road of life – the road to the deep interior – the road to nowhere – the road to recovery – the road home …  Our journeys can be physical and/or metaphorical;  inner and outer.

On the Road prompts focus on various aspects of the journey.  Two prompts are posted each week.  One on Wednesday and the other on Saturday (Australian EST).

The prompts are offered as suggestions for haiku, haibun and haiga.

The first prompt is an old Irish blessing “May the Road Rise up to Meet You”.  My first response is a haiku and the second is a tanka.  After I wrote it I realized that a tanka may be outside the scope of this challenge…that remains to be clarified.

©2017 Ontheland

Night sounds

Strange night cries

from behind the trees

fluted trills

tease curious minds

awed by the unknown.

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As spring progresses night sounds become louder and more mysterious.  We are never sure what we are hearing.  Often the sounds seem too loud to be frogs or crickets.  Could they be birds or baby coyotes we wonder?  With no naturalist on hand we live with unnamed presences.

©2017 Ontheland