smooth shiny pebbles
sculpted from rough mountain rocks
nature as artist
Berry Blue
a brown nutty flour cloud rises from
the green mixing bowl
pale lemon chiffon yellow bananas
blend with bright school bus yellow eggs
all folded one upon the other becoming
bland, tan, until bits of blue (berries) are
gently added – dipped, spooned into pink
and blue fluted paper packages
kissed by brown sugar lips and
tucked into the oven where magic happens
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The Phoenix Rising challenge this week is Tea Time/Tag Lines.
I choose the tag line “gourmets first taste their meals with their eyes”
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moon between
harvest moon dangling
between starry sky and earth
shines on crouching cat
Walking the Dog
our walk is like a symphony
passing through the movements
with our steps keeping time
allegro propels us out the door –
finding our rhythm we glide in the
sway of the scherzo up hill and down
until we turn for home, slowing,
largo, until we reach the final note
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written for Real Toads – Play it Again, Toads prompt
A Word with Laurie – Allegro, Eight lines, One Minute!
( I confess, it took me longer than a minute – blush)
poverty
(an elderly woman begging among festival goers in Brussels)
like a sparrow
waiting for crumbs of bread
she begs for coins
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Jisei
Grace, over at d’Verse poets, challenged us to write Jisei, Japanese death poems
These are my attempts (shrug)
outside the window
dove calls to feathered mourners
my eyes slowly close
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my journey over
rocky trail to the peak
heaven waits
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pillow haiku
Today at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai were are challenged to write a new haiku inspired by one written by Buson
sleep with “daki kago”!
as with a one-night harlot at Fushimi
exchanging lover’s talks
© Yosa Buson
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waking in the dark
clutching a lumpy pillow
no comfort found
© Candace Kubinec
full moon haiku
full moon shines boldly
from behind pale wispy clouds
brightens pathway home
Heavenly Scent Troiku
heavenly scent of
cherry blossoms linger
after her bath
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heavenly scent of
plum blossom wafts past window
on evening breeze
cherry blossoms linger
on the winding pathway home
as daylight fades
after her bath
she smooths her moistened skin
with fragrant herbs
High School Cool
She wasn’t a cheer
leader or even a
wanna-be on
the Pep Squad but
she never missed a
game and yelled when
the home team scored
like the cool girls
and wore the blue and
silver school colors
like the cool girls
her hair was long
and straight
like the cool girls
and it was years before
she realized she was
cooler than the cool girls
