Leaf litter – #TankaTuesday

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Scent of falling leaves
Not quite floral, not quite musk,
Signals change to come

Ah, fall – I dread it because it means winter, my least favorite season, is coming. There’s a reason I live below the Mason Dixon line, and part of it is that I don’t like cold.

This was written for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday #198, poet’s choice.

Adoption – #TankaTuesday #Haibun

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The medicine man draws the marks of the chosen one on her forehead, her cheeks, with a muddle of red clay and pure springwater. The gourd bowl he draws from is stained red by years, decades, and generations of uses before. It is a holy day, and a gift must be flown to the gods. He places a bearskin cape on the chosen one’s back, the horns of a deer on her head, and precious shells in her hands. He commands her,

Stretch your holy wings –
the gods’ gift on sacred days.
Brave the daunting jump!

And so she leaps, the cape flapping in the wind, feathered wings of the gods sprouting from her back. She becomes the bird, the bear, the deer, and radiance as the child soars to her new, adopted parents.

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This was written for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday #184, a picture and form prompt! We were to write a haibun inspired by Frank J. Tassone’s picture of a New York natural area. I went a fantasy route.

Marsh Life – #Haiku #TankaTuesday

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Herons relish marsh
Where potential mates relax
And dream of molluscs

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This was written for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday #173, idea and fancy (synonyms are in bold). Great blue herons sometimes make it far enough inland to be seen near my house, and efforts to rehabilitate natural habitats are helping to make that occur more often. I’ve seen a few in the swamp next to our grocery store, but usually after hurricanes blow them inland.

Dedicated to Marnie Heenan, who likes nature poetry. Also my computer is back.

 

Nest – #Haiku #TankaTuesday

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Used nest
Scrapped for new –
Homey

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This was written for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday #168, Comfort and Worn. I decided to do a 2/3/2 haiku because it was hard to get the synonyms for those words to fit together in such a tight space with a nature theme. I think I did it, but wow! What a challenge!

This was inspired by a birds nest in the maple tree in my backyard. This spring, when the blackbirds returned, they ripped apart the old nest and built a new one in my neighbor’s back yard. The traitors.

The Lake – #TankaTuesday #Haiku #HaikuMadness

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Serene, hushed lake
Plants and animals now sleep
Wait for ice to melt

Serene hush
Lake, fish, cat-tails, now
Solid ice

Placid
Now frozen
Iced lake

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This was written for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday #160, Calm and Present (synonyms are in bold). Recently amongst the blog-o-sphere (or cube? why can’t it be a cube?), there’s been some controversy over how long to make an English haiku. Each of these were intended to be closely related, but they’re obviously not the same.

Which length do you prefer?

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Crystal Prison Guards – #Haiku #TankaTuesday

Crystal Christmas Landscape

Icebound sentinels
Overlooking valleys grim
Sun holds prison keys

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This was written for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday Challenge #156, poet’s choice of words.

I took this picture something like a decade ago, during a winter storm that coated every branch, leaf, and needle with a thin, exacting layer of crystal ice. You couldn’t drive anywhere, the electricity was down, and the phones were all useless. The mountains felt like a prison.

Arise – #Haiku #TankaTuesday

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Squeaks of sunset haze
Cue the start of night’s forays;
Bats on insects graze.

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This was written for the photo prompt challenge in Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday #154!

I’m pretty sure this picture is of those epic bat caves in Arizona. Because of the natural elements in the picture, I felt it best to write a haiku. It rhymes, though, which I’m not sure is supposed to be ok or not.

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Earthsong – #Haiku

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Earthsong: cricket’s croon,
Owl’s hoot, Peep frog’s serenade.
Pure summer rapture.

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This was written for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday #138Nature and Clear (synonyms in bold). This haiku was inspired by a summer night, standing near the pond.

 

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