The unmistakable voices of the trees
calling out to the hidden moon,
seeking the caress of its light,
the end of their unease.
A midnight susseration.
This, my first gogyohka, is inspired by Merril Smith’s gogyohka, Night Wind.
Please read her original here.
Image: full moon, 22 December 2018
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On the Breath of Morning
Like waking to
the voice of love
on the breath of morning,
the magic of an embrace
lingers long after parting.
This poem also works as a gogyohka (a five-line short verse form of Japanese poetry) for Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #45 Gogyohka.
If you want to try magnetic poetry, you can do it online, here.
The Carnahan Memorial Garden at the Governor’s Mansion
Jefferson City, Missouri
the grief of others
is one small step
on the path to
can be elusive,
even when freely offered.
is a matter for the soul.
Joy is never
as a state of being
with hidden aspects.
Only with understanding
and regard for
the inner turmoil
is true empathy possible.
This quartet of poems is my first attempt at writing gogyohka, as my response to Carpe Diem Weekend Meditation #45 Gogyohka.
Gogyohka (pronounced go-gee-yoh-kuh) is *5-line poetry, similar to tanka but with no fixed syllable count and no conventions regarding content. Here is a link discussing gogyohka.
*Image size when I first posted this forced “understanding” in the last gogyohka/stanza into an extra line. I’ve corrected that.
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