in the deepest night
looking to stars for a sign
finding spark of hope
This senryū is my response to
Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge
No. 140 #SynonymsOnly, which offers light and dark as prompt words.
I have used “spark” and “deepest night” as synonyms.
Image source: Astronomy Picture of the Day
crossing to recross
there is no coincidence
twisted paths of fate
This senryū is my response to RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge #266,
where the prompt words are twisted and cross.
Image source: freepik.com
on far horizon
acceptance without judgment
dream come true one day
This senryū is my response to
Carpe Diem #1698 Hot Summer Night … Imagination,
where the prompt is to write Japanese poetry
inspired by the provided photo.
Image source: nomadicboys.com
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.
Image source: unsplash.com / Andrew Santellan
child as butterfly
held in mother’s gentle hands
loving guardian
child in later life
embracing mother with love
faithful guardian
after many years
absence not always absence
forever in heart
A trio of senryū for Mother’s Day.
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
Image source: giphy.com (edited here)
soulful tune
plucked softly and slowly
heartstrings played
This senryū is my response to RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge #251,
where the prompt words are plucked and played.
Image source: unsplash.com / Andrew Santellan
