This week for DVerse Poetics, we have the photos of Sharon Knight for our inspiration. I chose to use her photo “landscape layers” as the starting point for my poem.
photo by Sharon Knight
See the expanse of flat land,
See the blue sky, stretching high,
See the lovely colors and the puffy clouds,
See the possibilities, far and wide.
This week’s Ronovan Writes challenge is to use the words “hope” and “magic” in a haikai poem. I have 2 to share.
Children believe in
Magic, and the word “hopeless”
Is not know to them —
Why do adults turn away
From wells of ageless wisdom?
Coming and going,
Hope is not a magic spell.
How I love her face,
How her presence saves from hell,
Nothing else can take her place.
DVerse’s latest haibun Monday is about the winter moon, which is exciting for me because I always like an excuse to write about the moon. Also, it has been particularly beautiful lately.
The winter moon is always beautiful. A few nights ago, I looked outside and noticed its brightness. It often looks different, but the variety is what makes it amazing.
I especially admire the way it keeps shining, even through clouds.
Fuyu no tsuki
Speaking in a language one
After a few attempts, here is my contribution for Frank J. Tassone’s haikai challenge #15, for which we are writing about either arctic cold or winter storms. Though there is no snow over where I live, we did get some rain today.
Winter storms; parched land drinks rain,
Thirsty from summer.
I wrote this poem today, in honor of the feast of the Epiphany, which commemorates when the Magi, the three wise men, came to worship the infant Jesus in Bethlehem. They brought gold, frankincense, and myrrh, symbolizing Jesus’ kingship, divinity, and future burial.
When it had risen, Magi saw a star,
And knew that they must come to see their King,
They traveled across many lands afar,
With them several precious presents bringing.
And where was found the Lord of everything?
The Bread of Life, in humble manger laid,
Foreshadowing the path to God He made.
Today I was thinking about how noisy my environment is. “Noise” is literal and also symbolic, as it involves any sort of clutter that distracts from what is important. That’s why it is fitting that today we are exploring silence in poetry. Aside from the topic of this senryu being silence, I paid attention to the placement and type of punctuation. The dash at the end is meant to give a sense of taking the time to be careful with words yet to speak when needed, since sometimes speaking up is definitely necessary.
Valuable as gold
Is silence, but so are words,
Given life — in time.
Today at DVerse, we are writing about grace, another fitting and optimistic idea to begin the new year. There is a lot that I could write about that topic, but I decided to share this poem.
The moon’s grace is shown at night,
She rises in the sky,
She does not need to rule the day,
Her friends the stars will stay,
They glitter in her light.
The moon sometimes hides her face,
But always smiles again,
She is proud of her current place,
She knows how to embrace
Herself, no matter when.