Samurai – Terrible Poetry Contest

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I lay down beneath
Falling Sakura blossoms.
I’m best samurai.


This senryu was written for Chelsea Owens’s Terrible Poetry Contest 4/4, senryu. In order to make Karai Senryū (柄井川柳, 1718–1790) roll over in his grave, I decided to make fun of samurai and make a nonsense poem.

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Fiasco #haibun #senryu #tankatuesday

The sky sparkles with starlight, but the night is dark. Your face barely shimmers in the pale of a waning moon, but I still worry you can see my cheeks flush with each sip of Moscato. The evening kisses stolen, the warmth of summer instilled in our breasts, we pick up the bottles in their fiaschi and bring them home. I hang them over the doorway.

Whisp’ring reminders
Of alcohol enhanced nights,
Of joy in your kiss.

This haibun was written for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday #169. This was a photoprompt based on the image at the top of the post. The picture was provided by Padre’s Ramblings.



Sweet sugar of lead
Stain my face alabaster
Strike fear in their hearts


This was written for the Ronovan Writes #254 challenge: heart and sweet (bolded).  The other inspiration for this was Elizabeth I, famous for being respected abroad during her relatively peaceful reign.

Also inspirational is one of my (weirdly?) favorite YouTube channels – English Heritage.  They put out a video of Elizabeth I’s makeup that, for some reason, I watched.  HER MAKEUP WAS MADE OF LEAD WTF.  And so, with lead sugar being a thing, I wrote this haiku.

Walkies – #Senryu


Dogs frolic on hikes.
Humans withstand the pastime.
At least floors stay clean.


This was written for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday #129, Hobby and Play.  Synonyms are in bold.  

Since it was puppy day recently, I chose to write about my dog Hector.  He’s very bad on his walks because he has a complex where he believes he must be the alpha of all dogs, including those that bark from inside houses or can be seen from 1/4 mile away.  We’ve hired trainers to help us, but he’s a little rascal taking his sweet time getting better!  

Secrets – #Senryu

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My heart beats so fast
What ignites this keen craving?
Your hidden secrets?

Let me uncover
The essence of your power
And relish in it.

By gaining your trust,
I become vulnerable,
Naked, and open.

My heart beats so fast.
What ignites this keen craving?
My spilled secrets?


I wrote this scandalous thing for the Valentine’s-Day ready Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday #123. The synonym words are in bold.  This is four senryu, and I’m not sure the repetition at the end is really allowed, but I thought it gave exactly the feeling I wanted it to. 

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A Type of Artist (Senryu)

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the artist paints a

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the new tragic tale


Recently, someone mentioned to me the idea of a writer as an artist – I don’t remember where, or even if it was online or in real life.  Colleen Cheseboro chose ‘sad’ and ‘write’ for her synonyms only Tanka Tuesday this week, and I decided to take a very wide idea of what a synonym could be in this senryu.  I also wanted a feel more upbeat than what will inevitably trend on a week with ‘sad’ as one of the prompt words.