Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

memories unveiled: a two-person rengay

Alternating verses By Tina and David

trace the shadowed lanes
the mind’s meaning hidden still
veiled in the dim light

chamberstick nears old keyhole
air tightens around the glow

wax seeps through cracks
that lost melody flickers
a dance remembered

warm mold  on cool skin
death accepts this final cast
breath displaced by form

silence meets the needle scratch
the melody lost again

hands draw thread through gauze
grief hums softly in the weave
  ~ memory is held

Photo by Mariana Montrazi on Pexels.com

 

This week I tried something new by writing a rengay with David from The Skeptic’s Kaddish.

I hope you like it as much as I enjoyed the process. Visit David’s site for more inspired bits of poetry.    

What is a rengay? Rengay is a form of linked verse created as an alternative to Japanese renga or renku. The form was devised by Garry Gay in California in 1992. A rengay consists of six thematic haiku verses and is normally composed by two or three poets, although solo and six-person rengay are not uncommon. You can read more about this form HERE.

Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

the dawn of a new day

orange turns to blue

life glimmering in the deep

nascent with the dawn

 

we begin again

the sun shines on a new day

hopeful and alive

David Boca – Unsplash.com

Thanks to Susi and David for beautiful SenHai photo prompt. BTW-I LOVE Croatia. It’s one of my favorite places. And thank you to the weekly colour challenge prompt of ORANGE. It was and unexpectedly perfect inspiration. 

Flash Fiction, tutto e niente

Finally

The house was quiet.

Finally.

The loud click of the lock had echoed in her mind for just a moment as she shut out the last of the stragglers. But the constant stream of words had stopped.

Finally.

No more kind-hearted souls urging her to “eat something.” No more obsequious parishioners offering her sympathy and prayers. No more polite policeman asking stupid questions. No more of his exacting demands for unattainable perfection. No more of her internal screams of anguish. No more.

Finally.

She gazed out the window. His final view offering her an open road to the future.

Finally.  

PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook

The attempts at unblocking my writer’s block seems to be have channeled me to the dark side! Thanks Rochelle and Sandra for the inspiration for this 100 word ode to revenge or maybe regret or possibly hope. The reader can decide. Visit her site for more info on the Friday Fictioneers challenge. 

 

 

Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

at first blush

at first blush hopeful

till the bruise stains the bounty

the blossom endures

Rory McEwen (British, 1932-1982)

I recently visited an exhibit of Rory McEwen’s paintings and I was blown away. His work is magnificent. I was really caught off guard by how much emotion a flower or a leaf or an onion (!) could convey. If you ever have the chance to see his work, take it! When I read today’s SoCS prompt word (BLUSH), I immediately thought of him.