Once, the soft whisper
broke my wings
blew me away
extinguished my flame
left behind pearly teardrops.
Now, it hits even harder but
takes me high
fuels my desires
enkindles the flares
leaving behind fierce feelings.
Once, the soft whisper
broke my wings
blew me away
extinguished my flame
left behind pearly teardrops.
Now, it hits even harder but
takes me high
fuels my desires
enkindles the flares
leaving behind fierce feelings.
her territory
illuminates beneath the
starry sparkling skin
as his caliginous cloak
catapults strings of silver
The tanka pictures the scene of a meteor shower. The territory is that of the planet Earth and the cloak belongs to the sable sky.
The poem can also be conceived as an expression of love, wherein the act of a man who appears hard on the outside (dark cloak) opening up his soft inner self (silvery streaks) to his beloved would illuminate her world that is already sparkling with the bond they share.
Have you had a night full of peaceful sleep that your eyelids just refuse to open, in spite of you being inspired with dreams of hope to have a productive day? I just had one such today. At such times, which dreams will you let take flight – the dreams of the night or those of the day? Today, sadly for me, it was the former.
Here are two takes on the same thought; each one is a verse of the poetic form – Naani.
Her eyelids refuse to leave the bed of peace, impeding determined dreams when it's time to take a flight.
Syllable count: 25
Continue readingexpedition starts
as fluorescent flickers
fan fervent fire
fabricating fantasy
under the whispering stars
In response to Colleen’s ‘Tanka Tuesday #236 – Expedition’.
Featured Image: Pinterest.
cohesive bivalves
wiggly irritant injures
crusty self-defense
eloquent protective shield
oyster yields a starry pearl
I had 3 different conceptions while framing this tanka, the first being the direct inference of the biological formation of a pearl in an oyster, and the second about a motivational stimulus. The third perspective, not associated with the entire tanka, is a euphemism with a human hermaphrodite.
Continue readingwe become artists
remembering we forget
artistic life bits
drills desire to discover
lively elements of art
Continue readingwaft of swishy wind
fluffy curls of wispy clouds
flamboyant bunny
rushes on the sky canvas
only to obliterate
Inspired by Ronovan’s Haiku Prompt Words – Air and Wisp.
This tanka is also submitted to Colleen’s ‘Tanka Tuesday #228’.
Featured Image Source: Pinterest.
hypnotic beauty
feeds my hunger in dark dome
one cold winter night
pulling me to a new world
immersed in her wilderness
This tanka is written from the perspective of an adventurer experiencing Northern lights for the first time. The verse uses this elusive journey as a metaphor for fondness or passion in love.
Inspired by Colleen’s ‘Tanka Tuesday #227’.
Featured Image:
Photo by Jonatan Pie on Unsplash.