Late winter dance at the creek

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Light flashes sparkle,
Rushing creek gurgles break dance!
Cracking ice dissolves.

In response to Ronovan Writes Weekly  Haiku Challenge #86.  The prompt words are ‘flash’ and ‘dance’. The challenge is open to  everyone who wants to give haiku a try.  Simple instructions and links to other haiku responses await you at the prompt site.

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Reflections on words

In my last post I offered a sequence of lantern poems inspired by trees near where I live. Here is another sequence of lanterns with ‘words’ as the theme:

Words
linger,
ruffle shame,
attach to doubts,
cling.

Word
bubbles
float away,
Transitory
thoughts.

Words
express,
stretch to touch
hearts that do not
speak.

Words
transform,
motivate,
feeding flames of
hope.


A lantern poem has five lines using the following syllable counts: 1-2-3-4-1.

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Wooden lanterns

In response to Jane Dougherty Poetry Challenge #19: ‘Lantern/Lanturne’:

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Spruce
Couple
intertwined.
Ragged bonsai
pair.

Spruce
Long roots
penetrate,
wend through clay and
rock.

Dusk
paints sky
Sylvan dark
pine silhouettes
stretch.

Branch
shivers,
brittle, cold.
Berries wait for
spring.

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Lantern poetry is an interesting form, consisting of only eleven syllables: 1-2-3-4-1, less than a standard haiku (5-7-5), but the same number as a 3-5-3 haiku. For more information about this form, please visit the challenge link on the first line of this post.

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Autumn of life

In response to The Secret Keeper Weekly Writing Prompt #25: ‘reach, shot, intense, flaw, spring’):

Take #1: Free form

Autumn of life,
spring of creativity,
childish wonder
still intact,
Imagination
 within reach,
shot with memories,
broken dreams.
Blinders slipped,
illusions faded,
personal flaws glimmer,
Intense longing
for understanding simmers,
Life vapours
steadily waft to eternity.
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Take #2: Nonet


In life's autumn, creativity
springs from fresh opportunities.
Through carved channels and hidden
nooks, brisk waters reach old
and new wisdoms, shots
of folly too,
flaws glimmer
in-tense
flow.


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Morning sunlight through a window

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Wrapped snug in soft fleece,
Golden sunlight warms my view,
chickadees flit by.

You may notice that the chickadees flitted too quickly to be caught in the photo. The prompt words are ‘tight’ (snug)  and ‘warm’. Please visit the prompt post to find out how you can join in and to find links to other responses to Ronovan Writes’ Haiku Poetry Challenge #85.

Full Snow Moon—February 2016

Today—Monday, February 22—the Full Snow Moon will rise in the night sky over North America. This is my first year tracking the full moon from month to month while learning Native American moon names (according to the Farmer’s Almanac). Last month’s moon was the Wolf Moon. This month it is called  names such as Snow Moon, Hunger Moon, and Storm Moon to reflect heavy snows, difficult hunting, and hungry bellies. This description fits February 2016 in my neck of the woods– it’s been the most snowy month yet—the deep snow we’ve had around here would have made hunting very difficult.

Here are two haiku for the occasion that pull together observations I have made over the last few nights:

Waxing moon,
Wind howls over
unyielding snow.

Pale snow moon waxes,
Winds howl at frozen snow
holding earth hostage.

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Sunday morning stroll

Life gives life,
A path, no promise,
Pulsing beats
resonate,
Walking minds visit old times,
entertain new views.

In response to Weekly Writing Prompt #24 from the Secret Keeper. The prompt words, to be incorporated into poetry or prose, are: ‘walk, old, promise, view, beat.’ My form is a Shadorma. Happy Sunday!

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