Haibun: The Last Holdout
For Imelda (guest prompting at dVerse) prompt of waiting at dVerse Haibun Monday. A haibun is a short prosimetric Japanese form. I am following my new style of writing haibun in the abbreviated style...
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Autumn Contemplation “The upper reaches here and the lower of the river – the friend for the moon.” Matsuo Basho Meigetsu, the harvest moon is fading – Bright gold coin in black sky now dims and wanes...
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For Kerry’s prompt on Toads: a poem by Rupi Kaur, using the reference: ‘fill the empty parts… We are to write a micro-poem of 10 lines or fewer. This is also posted for Open Link Night at dVerse Poets...
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For Mish’s prompt at dVerse, using the art of Beverly Dyer. Autumn is Coming “Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive...
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An American sentence for Sarah’s prompt at dVerse – waiting and anticipiation. An American sentence is exactly 17 syllables and is a complete sentence. It was created by Allen Ginsberg because he...
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For Poets United, Poetry Pantry. The birds are vanishing from the skies. Almost Autumn “Birds were created to record everything. They were not designed just to be beautiful jewels in the sky, but to...
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a gogyohka. An untitled Japanese form of five lines. There is no syllable count per line but each line must be a short stand alone phrase. The lines can be between one word or more, but the phrase is...
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An American Sentence. Autumn II “Aprils have never meant much to me, autumns seem that season of beginning, spring.” ― Truman Capote, Breakfast at Tiffany’s The first cool day of autumn, I sat and...
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For Sherry’s Prompt at Real Toads, Wonder. I know few things more wonderful than trees and then it is trees beneath autumn skies. And the wonder of it all, they are free to us all. An American...
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De hosts Quadrille Monday at dVerse, the virtual pub for poets. We are to use the word “quiver” or a form of the word, in the body of a quadrille. Quadrille: a poem of exactly 44 words, sans title. I...
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For Poets United Midweek Motif – Longing. An American Sentence. Also for dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night. Lost Leaves “To ask why we fall in love is to ask why the leaves fall.” ― Jimvirle/Jinvirle...
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for Kim’s prompt at dVerse Poets Pub https://dversepoets.com/2020/09/07/quadrille-111-whats-that-rustling-in-the-eaves/. We are to write a quadrille today – a poem of exactly 44 words, excluding the...
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