a cloud passes before the moon
there is no attempt to diminish its light
theirs is a shared moment
the moon a steadfast presence
the cloud a lesson in possibilities
This poem is inspired by Merril Smith’s poem, Chance.
Gogyohka
memories, the only present ~ gogyohka
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David, The Skeptic’s Kaddish
distance, measured in time
always out of reach
in the future lie possibilities
in the past, all that is unobtainable
memories, the only present
This gogyohka is my response to Colleen Chesebro’s #TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 274, #Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt, where we are asked to write any form of syllabic poetry (including gogyohka), inspired by a photo provided by David, The Skeptics Kaddish.
The photo is of David’s father who is gone, but always present in his heart.
astronomers marvel ~ gogyohka ~ ekphrastic poem
astronomers marvel
as my heart swells,
consumes the cosmos,
at the mere thought
of your presence
This ekphrastic poem, inspired by an image from Astronomy Picture of the Day,
is my second response to Day 11 at napowrimo.net,
where we are asked to “write a poem about a very large thing.”
Image source: © Francesco Batistella via Astronomy Picture of the Day
your mate with just a blush of red ~ gogyohka
your mate with just a blush of red
never far from your side
in your brilliance
cardinal or otherwise
there is no sin in your presence
This gogyohka is my response to Colleen’s #TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 255: #Tastetherainbow, in which we are to use the syllabic form of our choice with
a color of our choice.
there is brilliance ~ gogyohka
there is brilliance
to be found
in family tradition
generations gathering
in celebration
This gogyohka is my response to Colleen’s #Tanka Tuesday Weekly
#Poetry Challenge #255: #Poet’sChoice (with a twist),
which asks that our syllabic poetry have a December festival/tradition.
Photo: The Crossing Magic Tree, Columbia, Missouri
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color gone ~ gogyohka
color gone
as night awakens
dim dusk light
crescent moon rises
pale color returns
This gogyohka is my response to Colleen’s #TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 247, #SynonymsOnly at Word Craft: Prose and Poetry,
using dusk and color for the offered words, twilight and hue.
I suppose you could say it’s a “short-line”tanka, as the syllables are consistent.
Photo: 27 April 2020 (click for larger view in new tab)
a fevered mind ~ gogyohka
a fevered mind
in need of distraction
welcome diversion
questionable consolation
false peace of mind
Shared with #Tanka Tuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge: #Poet’sChoice.
haunted by my past ~ gogyohka
in looming darkness
thoughts once abandoned
plague this worried soul
nothing is as it seems
haunted by my past
This gogyohka is my response to Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry
Challenge No. 244 #Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt,
with the art provided by Merril D. Smith.
Image source: Free Library of Philadelphia – Visitor to Germantown by Benton Spruance
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the stars burn ~ gogyohka
the stars burn
unequaled ecstasy
the reward of true love
left ignored and untended
leads only to heartache
the pain of a burning star
This gogyohka is my response to Twiglet #240 – the stars burn.
Image
Astronomy Picture of the Day
© Robert Gendler, Roberto Colombari, Digitized Sky Survey (POSS II)
Vela Supernova Remnant Mosaic
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kinship
kinship
one room
three poets
convergence
a matter of perspective
all compass points relative to center
that sweet rose
friendship
gogyohka
three poets in one room
convergence
a matter of perspective
all compass points relative to center
sweet rose of friendship
shadorma
three poets
compass points gathered
convergence
perspective
all relative to center
sweet rose of friendship
cherita
three poets
convergence
a matter of perspective
compass points
relative to center
sweet rose, friendship
lune
three poets
that sweet rose, friendship
convergence
Our trip to Cleveland/Buffalo took us through Indianapolis, where we spent a pleasant evening with Stephanie L. Harper and Robert Okaji.
Yeah, short-form poetry is my thing. I decided to try writing the first free-verse poem in other forms. The definitions of these forms can be found on my Poetic Forms page.
Image source: peakpx.com
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