loss seems forever
in darkness beyond desire
new needs awaken
one heart touches another
the beauty of new love born
Starting as a senryū, this tanka is my response to
Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge
No. 135 #SynonymsOnly, which offers pretty and ugly as prompt words.
I have used “beauty” and “darkness” as synonyms.
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diamond dreams
beneath the light of a thousand
honeyed stars, I breathe
a sweetness found only
in time spent with you
If you want to try magnetic poetry, you can do it online, here.
Background image: NASA/NICER (Neutron star Interior Composition Explorer)
via Astronomy Picture of the Day
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Two Hearts
Theirs is a flaming brilliance.
Not wildfires, nor dragons.
Two stars blazing. Embracing,
yet orbiting each other.
Two hearts bathing
in the warmth of their passion.
Each heart knowing, needing,
the pull of the other.
Their love burning without
consuming, yet quenching their desire.
This is a response to Quadrille #81 – Here there be dragons, the prompt from De Jackson at dVerse, which is to use the word dragon in a 44-word poem that does not require meter or rhyme.
Image source: Astronomy Picture of the Day – (cropped here)
the fate of a heart
in the sweetness of a kiss
a lover’s blessing
This senryū is my response to RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge #254,
where the prompt words are sweet and heart.
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Whispering
The prompt for NaPoWriMo.net Day 30 is to write a minimalist poem. I probably write more haiku than anything else, but I’m going to take a different route with this. I’ve taken a poem that I wrote 18 years ago, “The Love You Share,” and changed it, first by rewriting it, then reducing it in stages, until it’s a senryū, and then just one word.
The Love You Share
The moonlight, seen through your lovers eyes,
While holding hands under starry skies.
A gentle whisper that none will hear,
Except the lover that you hold near.
A tear that lies just above your cheek
And dries when you hear your lover speak.
A smile on your lips each time you take
A moment to watch your lover wake.
All this will be yours, for this I know:
The love that you share will make it so.
~~~~~
Born of a Whisper
Looking upon the moon reflected in her eyes,
he is overwhelmed by a flood of emotions.
Leaning closer as he holds her hand,
he strokes her soul with a gentle whisper.
A tear at the corner of her eye is poised
to fall, slowly drying as he speaks.
Born of a whisper, the bond that joins
their hearts is stronger than any word.
Lying beside him now, she smiles softly
as he stirs, reliving that first whisper.
Every time he wakes, her smile and gaze
assure him of the love they share.
~~~~~
Whisper
a bond is born of a gentle whisper
that strokes her soul
a flood of emotion brings tears
soon dried by the words
echoes stir her emotions
each time she sees him wake
remembering that first whisper
~~~~~
Whisper
a gentle whisper
strokes her soul,
echoes forever
as a bond is born
~~~~~
gentle whisper
echoes forever
bonding souls
~~~~~
whispering
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Lighthouse in the Desert
In a tale of discernment,
not desperation,
a heart lost on a barren plain
thirsts for love.
Dismissing pretenders,
with their bent ways
of drinking the light of others
to feed their own dark nature,
it seeks one that also seeks
a love that is both nurtured
and shared, finding that balance
in the one true lighthouse in the desert.
This poem was inspired by “Desert Horizons I,” a watercolor by Jason Hugger of Phoenix, Arizona. Jason says that discarded objects inspire his surrealistic desert landscape paintings. “The types of objects I select to use as reference for my paintings are usually heavily rusted and broken pieces of metal. Often I am not able to identify them and I find that intriguing. Reusing them gives them a second life and a beauty they may not have originally had as tools or other useful items.” (click image for larger view in new tab)
The prompt for NaPoWriMo.net for Day 22
is to write a poem that engages with another art form.
Star-gestured Wishes
A seed-at-zero, heaven-driven
from star-gestured wishes,
the light in your eyes shone with
the ripple-woven light of nebulae,
man-melting as it grew,
until our fair-formed love
became a never-to-be-broken vow.
I enjoyed writing Gone with the Tide in response to Laura Bloomsbury’s prompt for Poetics: love the words at dVerse, so I decided to give it another try. I leafed through my copy of Dylan Thomas poetry to find a new set of hyphenated words to use, this time balanced against the darker side of the first poem. The words I have used are seed-at-zero, heaven-driven, fair-formed, star-gestured, ripple-woven, man-melting, and never-to-be-broken, and I’m linking this to OpenLinkNight #241 at dVerse.
Image
NGC 7023 – The Iris Nebula
© Tony Hallas via Astronomy Picture of the Day
