Japanese Tanka game

the ringing wont stop
[technological disease]
overcomes judgement
my invisible scarab
button eyes and antennae


next topic: the colon ;)

things are looking up
the wrong end of history
shudder at the waste;
fast and purge the narrative
clear the post-colonial stage


next topic: the semicolon :D

good one, auto. i love the colon. ;)

tear my heart in two
add another bitter phrase
conflict unresolved
a ball and club suspended
in mid sentence, paralyzed

next: hmmm....adam's apples and oranges.

thanks, holo! :)

always to swallow
difficult these fruit become
as bitter lemons
love is the music of fruit
and so the humans play on

next: four hundred smiles

Graduating Class,
1923. Sal's high
on Coca - collar
collapsing in heat hitting
high 99's, snapshot caught.

next topic - a pumpkin patch

glistening, waiting
bright faces creased with sideways
frowns or unborn grins
like a hundred harvest moons
they wait in a sky of green

next topic:

Bacchus

Cheerful fluid god,
whose languid walks lead satyrs
and such scandalous
muses to deep willful festivals,
let the gathering not end.

Next topic:

The birth of Jove

Rhea deceived him,
stone wrapped in swaddling clothing
given her husband
to swallow, Zeus secretly
sent to Kriti, raised by nymphs

next topic: ages ago

The scythe's twang rang deep
in the branchless wilderness
of metallic mind,
A soul lost to memories
of ages and dates gone by.


Wishing for contentment.

hands resting softly
nuzzled in wool, chamomile.
the cat on the book
laid aside, she watches through
the window a hawk in flight

an unexpected turn for better

life moved steadily
same pace, same route, same faces.
comfortable days,
to the point of sheer boredom,
until she rode into town...


cat fight

Screeching in the dark
like ragged claws on tin plates,
nipping at my dreams,
the terrible duo howl
alike in vain collision.


Deadlines.

sucking all pleasure
from family holiday,
deadline looms larger
requiring full attendance,
killing any hope of joy

first date

too green for burning,
leave that to the last of the
autumn leaves that fall
in golden waves above dark
heads bent close, hearts taking note.

next: first kiss

gentle waves of bliss
pass through...electrifying!
crescendoing beat
of two hearts pressed close, now one.
nothing will compare - first kiss

next: final embrace