We who with songs beguile your pilgrimage / And swear that Beauty lives though lilies die, / We Poets of the proud old lineage / Who sing to find your hearts, we know not why ... (James Elroy Flecker)

20.11.25

November Tanka: Friends


long married

just turned eighty-seven

she ‘never

wanted another fella’ –

some fairy-tales come true


14/11/25



oh no! 

her new photo tells me

she’s old – 

so much younger than me

I know, how can this be?


19/11/25



next door

is quiet today –

the artist

I think must be working

deeply absorbed (like me)


20/11/25




unlike

in religion, politics,

lifestyle 

yet we are old friends –

we see each other’s hearts


21/11/25



Note: I'm referring to four different friends of mine who happened to come into my consciousness at this time. Some readers, here and elsewhere, have been a bit confused about that.


Sharing this with Poets United for Friday Writings #204 , where the optional prompt is to take inspiration from the quote,  The most expensive garment you’ll ever own is your own flesh.’ But I didn't have time to write something new for that theme today. Instead, here I am looking out at other people.




20 comments:

  1. Gotcha on aging. I was 92 in October. Now when there's a problem with my body for no reason, even did a spinal test, it gets blamed for being aged. Examples, I am anemic and stage three kidney failure. No reasons from tests, blamed each on age. Glad you put that one, your age situation in. And the I could tell you to be expecting.

    ReplyDelete
  2. Well, I am only 86! This long-and-happily-married 87-year-old is a dear friend of mine.

    ReplyDelete
  3. “This is a beautiful lens into the lives of two friends

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. Hmmm, I might have to consider labelling them a bit more. It’s actually 3 different friends — 4 if I.count me.Anyway, glad you found the verses beautiful.

      Delete
    2. Oops, I mean 4 friends, and 5 if you count me.

      Delete
  4. It's neat to get this poetic view of people who have touched your life. What a sweet way to mark their presence.

    ReplyDelete
    Replies
    1. I set myself to play this little game of practising tanka during November, on whatever subject comes to mind, and I found certain themes emerging by which I’m grouping them.

      Delete
  5. The verses are indeed beautiful - it's easy for everyone to narrate so much with so few words.

    ReplyDelete
  6. A lovely warm cameo of your friends. Enjoy the short form poems.

    ReplyDelete
  7. I got a good chuckle from the first few. Right on!

    ReplyDelete
  8. It is so nice that you have 4 friends to keep in touch with. Lovely write and thank you for your beautiful words at mine

    ReplyDelete

DON'T PANIC IF YOUR COMMENTS DON'T POST IMMEDIATELY. They are awaiting moderation. Please allow for possible time difference; I am in Australia. ALSO, IF YOU ARE FORCED TO COMMENT ANONYMOUSLY – do add your name at the end, so I know it's you!