Tag: Tanka

(why I don’t like) Ivy

 

Its relentless surge

strangling dispassionately

all it encounters

and the berries, destined to

paint my car in pigeon poop.

 

by Scooj

 

  • I was going to leave this as a haiku, but had so much more to say, and the rage in me added the two extra lines to make the tanka. The first version used a different word to poop, but I moderated it a little. Feel free to use the original word if it makes it more impactful.

Metro Mayor

 

An empty church hall

decked out with trestle tables

and three earnest clerks,

I pencil in my crosses;

my vote is cast. There it is.

 

by Scooj

 

I expect a very low turnout for the metro mayor election.

Celandine

.

delicate flower

beautiful beyond compare

yet beauty deceives

as you spread your roots and leaves

you’ll not be mine celandine

.

by Scooj

Tanka 2

 

Ancient limestone rock

scoured by ceaseless storms and surf

and where a perfect

bowl is carved by swirling stones

a gift, a pool filled with life.

 

by Scooj

Tanka 1

 

In late October

Westonbirt Arboretum

leafy canopies

display their red, gold and green

magnificence, for our joy.

 

by Scooj. Photograph courtesy of Scoojette.