Whispering

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)

 

Love

Love

Understanding grows in words spoken
between kindred souls as eyes meet
in a shared spark ignited.
No simple chemistry
explains emotions
consuming them,
the sheer joy
as hearts
swell.

that heady perfume
permeating my senses
intoxicating
washing over me in waves
keeping me afloat with love

heartbeat so simple
its rhythm measuring love
your presence the source

A nonet, a tanka, and a senryū for Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday
#Poetry Challenge No. 122

And from my archives (for those with the time):
nonet
regardless
wide open
Between & In Between
senryū
just a single kiss
When the Day Met the Night
a heartbeat races

 

darkest night – senryū

 

 failing 

your failing breath
through a broken window
moon shadow
                    Rachel Sutcliffe

darkest night
like your breathing
lost moonlight

Rachel Sutcliffe, an accomplished and recognized haiku poet,
died this past week. My senryū is a response to
Frank Tassone’s #Haikai Challenge #70: Rachel Sutcliffe,
which asks us to use one of Rachel’s poems as inspiration.

Join Frank’s challenge or read other responses Here.

Image: moon over Missouri