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)
Showing posts with label Haiku on Friday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Haiku on Friday. Show all posts

31.3.21

Haiku on Friday / Tanka on Tuesday, March '21

Haiku on Friday, March '21

'a cesspool'

someone calls facebook

on facebook


5/3/21



And then I wrote no more haiku for March, on Friday or any day. Ah well.



Tanka on Tuesday, March  '21

gifts at my door

bright flowers in water

(in a glass jar)

a local thunder egg

home-grown bananas


being of light

creator of gardens

doer of art

she flits up my front steps

unseen like a fairy



Written 5/3/21 (Friday) 

about 2/3/21 (Tuesday)




Ah well, meant to write more....


28.2.21

Haiku on Friday Feb. '21


Haiku on Friday, Feb. '21
(including – or maybe mostly – senryu)


15 years a group

Haiku on Friday becomes

my private practice


5/2/21



on my holiday

reading writing walks TV

as on other days

 

12/2/21



summer rains –

weeds flourish uncleared

because snakes


19/2/21



steady rain

one brief bird call

through the dark


26/2/21



What's Haiku on Friday? See here.

Shared with Poets and Storytellers United at their Writers' Pantry #62. (Apologies to those who saw them already on Instagram.)

16.2.21

Haiku on Friday and Tanka on Tuesday – Back story

Haiku on Friday and Tanka on Tuesday – Back story


In December 2020 I finally retired and archived the groups 'Haiku on Friday' and 'Tanka on Tuesday' which I began in 2006 on MySpace and continued on facebook (where, despite the names, it was easier to let people post any and every day).

For most of that time my friend (and mutually-adopted brother) Phillip Barker was my co-host. After he died in June 2019, I found I lost the heart to continue.