Samurai – Terrible Poetry Contest

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

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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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Rebirth – #TankaTuesday #Cinquain

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Budding
From withered shoots,
New plants remember those
Which died before and and take their
Mantles.

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This was written for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday #171, write a cinquain. Today, as we sit in hushed houses and watch our gardens grow in the back, I chose to limit my words and put everything into as small a bite as I could.

This one is dedicated to my raspberry briers which recently decided they weren’t dead.

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Hatteras – #Tanka #TankaTuesday

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Clouds hide midnight sky –
Do stars still shine under there?
The moon glistens through
Fog like a lighthouse guiding
Lost souls through rocky waters

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This was written for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday #170, “The Night Sky”. I decided to write about what happens to the night sky on a cloudy night since we mostly think about clear, starry skies. Hatteras is the most famous lighthouse in North Carolina, guarding the Graveyard of the Atlantic.

Image by George Stephens from Pixabay

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.

Bug Out Bags

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*Warning for Terrible Poetry Followers: This poem is PG-13 at best

With a P-51 and a stash of old food,
One can hold out in style, lighten the mood.
But you’ll still feel alone
With no one to bone,
So be sure to bring tissues and lube.

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This was written in response to the Weekly Terrible Poetry Contest, wherein the prompt was a limerick about stockpiling for the end of the world. You can find the original prompt post here.

What’s a P-51? Watch this prepper video to find out!

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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.

Duyog – #Gogyohka #TankaTuesday

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My voice flows
Your gongs clamor
Cacophonous duyog
Yet perfect symbol
Of our yearning.

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This is a first on the H.R.R. Gorman channel! Jade M. Wong, who is a super duper instagrammer (I’m not, I just looked at her page and was wowed), has a new prompt called “World of Words.” In this weekly prompt, a non-English word is chosen as a starting point for inspiration. This time, it was duyog, a Bisaya (from the Phillipines) word meaning “musical accompaniment.”

And lo and behold, Colleen Chesebro’s prompt this week was to use synonyms for harmony and love. How perfect does duyog fit for that? I couldn’t help but combine the prompts.

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Moth #TankaTuesday #Gogyoka

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Soft dust flakes from gentle wings
Which beat in the floodlights and moonbeams.
The lethal heat of halogen bulbs attracts you
Like lumps of gold attracts man.
Do you laugh when we die for a rock?

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A new poetry form to learn!? Yes please! This is my first ever attempt at a gogyoka poem, as written for Colleen Chesebro’s February 4th Tanka Tuesday, Poet’s Choice.

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Slow Insanity – #Cinquain #TankaTuesday

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Living
Exhausting days,
Tiring, sleepless darkness,
Elicited madness in her.
Survive.

Slinging
Cruel statements
To hide dishonor
Against her failed ambitions.
Careless.

Reaching
Depressed stages,
Hopelessness inching in,
She concocted a fantasy.
Straining.

Growing
Cucumber dreams,
Night-times of potatoes,
Sublime and pumpkin reveries.
Working.

Never
Sluggish despite
Corrupt voices’ chiding,
Her delusional garden grew
Lifelong.

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This was written for Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday prompt, poet’s choice. I chose the crown cinquain to honor my grandmother, who this poem was written about. She was absolutely, totally insane, but despite this she held so much of the family together and made her garden fantasy a reality.

Because the bleeding heart flowers represented this poem well, I chose to use a picture previously shared by Alexander Eliot for a prompt. Check out his work too – he’s got a load of stories and some really nice photography.