Posts tagged ‘tanka’

NaPoWriMo #28

gangly and awkward
all legs and joints and angles
first steps so wobbly
with mother’s milk and sunshine
foal is ready to explore

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NaPoWriMo #19

siren’s scream echoes
halos flashing blue and white
angels of mercy
descending through the chaos
first responders arriving

NaPoWriMo #10

Watching Human Planet on Discovery Channel. Love Mike Rowe’s voice.

living root bridges
providing the passageways
even through monsoons
twining across the water
connecting the villages

The living bridges of Cherrapunji, India

NaPoWriMo #4

majestic eagles
nest atop a windblown pine
webcam recording
as they raise fuzzy babies
before a mesmerized world

Bald Eagle Cam

March Challenge #22 – Spontaneity

Cloaked Monk was kind enough to include my very late offering of Patterns into the March Challenge, and now I feel that I should try to climb back up on the wagon. Today’s prompt:

March 22nd is “National Goof Off Day.” Reflect on spontaneity.

With the Equinox just past, this seemed most appropriate.

cleansing breath of spring
a child’s spontaneity
dancing in the sun
winter’s memory dismissed
melting away with the snow

March Challenge #7 – Nature

From Cloaked Monk’s March Challenge:

On this day in 1849, scientist Luther Burbank was born. Burbank was a botanist, or someone who studies plant life. He was known for developing new types of flowers and plants. Reflect on nature.

This tanka was prompted as much by my drive home tonight as by the challenge. Close encounters of the white-tailed deer kind.

woodland messenger
winter coat of softest grey
caught in headlight’s glow
fleet of foot, white tail flagged high
vanishes into the trees

Samhain Blessings

a single candle
flickers bright in remembrance
this Halloween night
as the wind wails its lament,
keening with me, sharing grief


NaPoWriMo proved to me how autobiographical poems can be when you are trying to churn them out.
A friend’s thirteen year old nephew wants to learn Dungeons & Dragons. So she has set up a campaign (based in 3.5) for nephew, partner, and me. I rolled my half elf druid on Monday. Breora Duskwalker meets up with her party a little later today. Breora has been much on my mind the last couple days as I create background for her.
So, for the latest poem, I give you:

adventure awaits
new quests, perils, and treasure
with every dice roll
exploring with each campaign
worlds of imagination

NaPoWriMo # 19

as hearts’ companions
living a life together
surrounded by love
torn asunder by strangers
separated and alone

Here’s the newslink that inspired this one: Sonoma County CA separates elderly gay couple and sells all of their worldly possessions

a WoW poem

how geeky is that?

hippogriff feathers
reflecting Azeroth’s moon
as we fly homeward
long day of questing over
rest, weary adventurer