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- Haiku Practice: juxtaposition of images at allpoetry
traditional:
- April Haiku at allpoetry
some drift up
some drift down – - I. Tanka Exercise at allpoetry
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coffee pools - II. Tanka Exercise at allpoetry
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- III. Tanka Exercise at allpoetry
A tiny window
frames the clouds - II. Sedoka at allpoetry
You moan in your sleep.
The blanket drags on my legs - I. Sedoka at allpoetry
two-fifteen, eighteen
the needle sways back and forth - February Haiku at allpoetry
fog settles
in ditches and potholes - Sand and Ice Cream (for my dad) at allpoetry
. - Maybe it was Me? at allpoetry
I heard someone tip-toe
Last night through shadowed halls - The Whore of Babylon at allpoetry
*stands on chair* SHE DID IT!!!! - Little Lark (Tanka) at allpoetry
there! A little lark
bejeweled in robes of silk - Words of Mist at allpoetry
I cross the sea on stepping stones
that bob like wine corks as they drift - Tale Unspun (Quintet) at allpoetry
I am the words that drip and run
upon these moth-eaten pages - Reflections (Quintet) at allpoetry
I thought I saw your reflection
painted in polished lead and glass - My Geisha (tanka chain) at allpoetry
cream paper
caresses curving frame - Lost Love at allpoetry
A lone swan
pecking - My Nightingale at allpoetry
I thought I heard a nightingale
Calling upon the cherry bough - Reserve at allpoetry
The maid
muahahahhahaha - Kokoro (haiku) at allpoetry
指白い ゆびしろい yubi shirui
畳 を撫でる たたみ - 6 o kudasai! at allpoetry
reserve.
I am the write-haiku-in-nihongo girl. - Found Hanging at allpoetry
. - Quartet (Reserve) at allpoetry
I'm disciplining myself to use only words I could think up on my lonesome. I could only come up with one. - Rapture (reserve) at allpoetry
I'm disciplining myself to use only words I could think up on my lonesome. - 21 at allpoetry
I love Japanese forms, and contemporary pieces with lots of imagery. Or attempted imagery. - Sundae Seranade (For My Dad) at allpoetry
The merry-go-round sings a tune
As we dream a carnival dream - Iesvs·Nazarenvs·Rex·IvdÆOrvm at allpoetry
Blood pools between his toes in golden leaf.
A chorus whispers INRI in their grief - Forever Grown-Up (a sonnet?) at allpoetry
Forgetting all that was and is to come
we stepped unsure upon the trodden path - Growing Up at allpoetry
Forgetting all that was and is to come,
we stepped unsure upon the trodden path: - Maple Leaves at allpoetry
Hundreds of paper wings flutter
past pages of waxy green leaves. - To Ganymede (Sonnet) at allpoetry
As noble Jove rode storms on eagle’s wings
to sweep away his lustrous Ganymede - To Mourn Too Late (Rondel) at allpoetry
A careless woe, a mourn disgraced
would shine as light upon blind eyes - Painted at allpoetry
Dry-brushed dollops
of cadmium smears - “Lost Recipes” at allpoetry
My kitchen has none of this potpourri
that sailed in teacups on the Indian seas. - Like a Knot in a Shoelace at allpoetry
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