enchanting me with your spring, kindness in your heart lighting the way with summer, there's soul in your eyes gracing me with your autumn, prosper like the rain healing me with your winter, never ending growth
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enchanting me with your spring, kindness in your heart lighting the way with summer, there's soul in your eyes gracing me with your autumn, prosper like the rain healing me with your winter, never ending growth
No Sure Words - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Note: An Imayo – origin Japan – with four lines each line having 12 syllables, using caesura or pause the line is broken into seven and five syllables. Image by Jose Sanchez Hernandez from Pixabay “Swept by the tempest of your love, a taper in a rushing wind” Sara Teasdale No Sure WordsCan gratitude be measured, like water leakingmy beta heart seeks its source, in the confluenceof broken…
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#TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 329, 7/18/23 – Specific Form
I’m participatin in Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday, which requires us to write a Imayo. A Imayo is a syllabic poetry of four 12 syllable lines. You can read an example here. This Tuesday, as per the prompt the subject of the Imayo should be a ‘Bird’. I wrote on the Eurasian Magpie, a bird I spotted on a walk in Sandefjord, Norway. I saw a bird on my walk; white belly, black breastA flick of electric…
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Jasper’s Stone
He still has it in his car, the stone Jasper chasedacross the tide-flattened sand, his dog-tongue lolling,tail wagging and ears flapping, splashing in the waves;it keeps him alive for us, a little longer. Kim M. Russell, 13th July 2023 Laura is our host at dVerse Poets Pub this Thursday, where we are meeting the bar and rocking the Imayo. Yes, today is International Rock Day and we are writing…
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rocks remember
a hand raised skywards, the cairn adorns the summitrocks balanced on rocks sell both end and beginningsso before they retreat, pilgrims kiss the topmost stoneweathered soft as skin, as rocks always remember Today Laura hosts dVerse MTB with both with the theme “rocks” and the Japanese form Imayo 4 lines (8 lines permissible)12 syllables per line divided as7/5 make a pause space between the 7…
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I have no idea how you’re supposed to eat a persimmon...
Imanotsurugi and Sayo is such a pure, cute ship. So soft. So smol.