My words to keep you alive through my life,
You are lost only to find in distance songs,
You are buried only to awaken on my memoirs.
When I think of you,
I may pick-
Longest nights of fairy summer,
Shortest days of frosty winter,
Deepest sobs of rain,
And widest fragrance of spring,
Of the places I have lived!
How can I forget?
the little bird’s endeavor
– to build his nest on my dormer,
picking the finest twigs and leaves.
Komorebi’s play on picnic sport,
Muse’s call on awaken nights,
Nap of a lazy noon on red couch,
And the whispers of hoaxed mists.
Those are aroma of places,
Moments that we breathe,
feels like first love,
keeps coming from past,
lives in the dreams.
The places I have ever lived.
Blow caution through skeleton.
Cry over the grave.
Scribbles on dairy.
So here is the news ! I joined Tanka class in Allpoetry and here is my first assignment!
Assignment:- For this assignment write THREE short descriptions, TWO lines each, of anything simple but interesting, anything you witness. Just report what you see/experience without any interpretation. Just say what is there and not what you think. For boundaries each line must be no longer than seven syllables. This is not a set pattern but the maximum you can use. If you can use less, so much the better.
Sitting beside the grave of beloved wife,
The husband in thoughts,
‘What was the last gaze for?
Was he forgiven or thanked for his deeds?’
The gaze has gone for now and ever.
But still haunts him in dreams.
Note: This is for poetry written for a contest.. this female picture prompt (Exact 40 words)