Archive for the ‘Creative writing’ Category

One Single Impression – Golden

Sunday, October 19th, 2008

Thanks to Gemma Wiseman of Gemma’s Greyscale Territory – Poetic Songlines for the One Single Impression prompt of GOLD.

Love your enemies;

Show kindness where none’s been done.

“Do unto others

As you’d have it done to you.”

The Golden Rule’s not easy.

 

Love your family,

Laying aside selfishness.

Do what’s truly good

To those you hold near and dear.

Golden Rule: yes. Easy: no.


 

 


 

Fleeting – One Single Impression

Thursday, October 2nd, 2008

PhotoStory Friday
Hosted by Cecily and MamaGeek

(This photo is of my mother-in-law holding her dear little great-granddaughter. I think the following tanka goes along with the photo nicely.)

True satisfaction

The fruit of a life well-lived,

Problems faced bravely

During life’s fleeting seasons

Yield this abiding, sweet fruit.

These three tankas are a response to the prompt “Fleeting” given at One Single Impression. Please visit the site to learn more about participating, and to read more poetry!

Oh! I’m also participating in something new to me called Photostory Friday.Perhaps you would like to participate, too?

A “Sort Of” Sonnet for This Season

Thursday, September 11th, 2008

Early morning fog cloaks the pastures

Until the sun burns through to azure skies.

Playful breezes tremble vine maple leaves

Orange-hued, edged with brown, amidst the green.

 

Scents of decaying leaves and caterpillars

Mingle with the fragrance of blackberries;

First frosts sweeten the apples on the trees.

A late harvest: hazelnuts, pumpkins and corn.

 

Quiet swallows flee, displaced by raucous jays

Shouting their cheery welcome to brisk autumn.

The moon is of changed countenance also,

Benevolent in its big-faced gaze.

 

These cooler days lead to woodstove evenings,

Punctuated by apple crisp and games.

 

Autumn ‘Ku, Please Play Too

Friday, August 22nd, 2008

The cooling rains come

Thirsty crops rejoice; grass greens:

Fall will soon be here!

Clinging to tree limbs,

Clusters of small, green apples

Wait for Fall’s first frost.

Fall’s arrival here

Is quietly heralded

By soft morning fog.

New pens and pencils,

New backpacks, new jeans and tops:

School begins next week!

These haiku poems are my contribution this week for Haiku Friday. It would be wonderful if YOU would participate, too! Just write your poem (or poem series) and sign Mr. Linky over at A Mommy Story.

As you can tell from the haiku above, the poem does not rhyme. Line one has 5 syllables, line two has 7 syllables, and line three has 5 syllables. Please play along!

Who’s Bored?

Wednesday, August 20th, 2008

It is not living,

This habit of being bored,

This jaded ennui.

Laziness, ingratitude

Have settled deep in that heart.

 

I truly hate the complaint, “I’m bored!” There is so much to learn about this wide world in which we live; there are so many books to read; so many skills to gain; so many places to go; so many people to meet. That’s what I have to say about that: Banish such a stupid thought!

 

This tanka is a response to the prompts given today at Three Word Wednesday:

  • Bored
  • Habit
  • Settle

Please play along, if you’re so inclined. Feel free to simply use these three words in a blog post, a short story, or a poem.

Homecoming Time

Sunday, August 17th, 2008

I’m a-travelin’;

I’ve got a destination.

My homecoming time

Up ahead, just ’round the bend;

Lord, I love You: comin’ home.

This tanka poem is a response to the prompt HOMECOMING over at One Single Impression. You are welcome to join in. Won’t you write something to share?

Oops! Almost forgot! Thanks to Geraldine at My Poetic Path for the prompt this week!

Three Word Wednesday – Debra’s Tanka

Wednesday, August 13th, 2008

Here is another response to the 3 Word Wednesday prompts (intimate, river, waiting) in the form of a tanka written by my daughter, Debra:

Rivers of song draw

Pull me on. Lost and waiting;

Intimate recall.

Why am I here in valleys,

These deep places full of song?

Three Word Wednesday – Back Roads Walk

Wednesday, August 13th, 2008

Rivers of sunlight

Stream through the green canopy;

Fluttering leaves glow.

Waiting to hear a bird call:

Intimate, back roads moment.

This Tanka is a response to the prompts given this week at 3 Word Wednesday:
• Intimate
• River
• Waiting

Staying Home Haiku

Saturday, August 9th, 2008

Holding down the fort

Keeping the home fires burning;

That’s what I’m doin’.

Dad and kids are off

To fetch home Grampa’s sailboat

From good old Cali.

It’s so quiet here:

Deb is reading; I’m online;

Outside: quiet rain.

3 Word Wednesday, a poetic dialogue

Wednesday, August 6th, 2008

The Mother speaks:

Sometimes unnoticed,

Cleaning, cooking and caring,

Done time and again

Million acts of selfless love;

The way to show I love you.

The Child speaks:

Do you love me, Mom?

I ask a million questions;

Though you’re so busy

I want to spend time with you,

Not unnoticed day by day.

The Mother replies:

Childhood time passes,

A million precious details

Hidden in my heart,

Not unnoticed, but treasured;

I love you now, and always.

These three tanka poems are a response to the Three Word Wednesday
prompt for today, using the words:

  • Million
  • Time
  • Unnoticed