Thursday, January 26, 2006

Tanka - 3

The form: 5 lines, 5 syllables, 7, 5, 7, 7. First attempts.

harvest light

eastward bowing heads
white, the carpet spread on wind
each new stroke pristine
in the passing hand of God
grain the harvest, light the sound


new seed

barren, yet in life
one seed lodged in rocky cleft
pine tree claims its space
two souls framed in destiny
will touch when pine cones release


fireplace

cross logs charcoal black
orange feet dance the blue to gold
these tongues radiant
in their light, the heat, the sound
of a new conversation

With the extra lines it seems to give more freedom than haiku. Which is your favorite?

1 comment:

  1. I haven't written tanka or enough haiku for that matter but these tanka verses flow very nicely.
    Both forms are peaceful.

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