Without their skin
grapes stain the kitchen roll
deep purple:
just hard to witness.
—Makoto
#tanka #fourlines
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The magpies
arranging their rocks—
my otherwise green
turns to frost.
—Makoto
#haiku #fourlines
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I cut ... collapse ... then open
a tri-fold moon:
my heart too is trying
to be wise.
#tanka #fourlines
Hot chocolate in the hotel bar,
and writing, writing, watching people pass . . .
small rituals
that stitch my life together.
3/3
#tanka #fourlines #sequence
In a silvery wrapper: an oat bar.
But back then,
the bonbon my grandpa may have given me
or was it in an ad—
The softest Alpaca yarn
already packed away inside my suitcase,
side by side with coffee beans . . .
a selfmade love.
2/3
#tanka #fourlines #sequence
Right In The Middle
Travelling to Berlin
for a concert . . .
I fiddle
with a heavy, textured silver ring.
In the buzzing highspeed train,
my friend wonders aloud
about my husband's trust
in my fidelity . . .
1/3
#tanka #fourlines #sequence
fresh cherries from a bowl...
suddenly I'm so sure
it will work out
somehow
#tanka #fourlines #cherries
Didn't have the energy and mindspace to write a lot, but here is a little tanka about me finding some hope in our garden.
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Taking turns,
looking exhausted:
two quiet magpies
on a circumstellar roof.
#tanka #poem #fourlines
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no thing to fix
a moment that ripples
pouring from a rusty teapot
my world cracks
#tanka #poem #fourlines #magneticpoetry #magneticpoem
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art knows
the minimal span
of the fracture
that is rain
#tanka #fourlines #poem #magneticpoetry #magneticpoem
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I walk from one
to the next
cloud shadow
breathing in box shape
#haiku #fourlines #boxshape #navyseals #boxbreathing #breathing
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is it clearer
than the sky
that's just blue
in our eyes
#tanka #fourlines #poem
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Another tanka by Jun Fujita:
A frail hepatica
Shyly holds its fragrance
Beneath the fresh morning dew.
So, Elizabeth.
Just... wow. Who is Elizabeth?! This feels incredibly intimate and touching.
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#tanka #fourlines #forgottenpoets
Korean music
that just popped up
and I let sparkling water run down
my empty-handed tongue
#tanka #fourlines #worksforme
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Solid White background. Pastel-Orange-highlighted black text which reads:- You can take off all the clothes you wore, But you can’t take off regret, You can block your ears from hearing more, But you can’t make your mind forget. ~e.h
*Drum roll*
That’s right! It’s another Erin Hanson poem…
#poetry #e.h #regret #forget #fourlines #deep
In your embrace,
we find our home,
With love so deep,
like ocean's foam.
You've made us your world,
a treasure unfurled,
A husband, a father,
our heart's precious pearl.
🩵🩷
For Carlos ….
#fourlines #poetry
Happy birthday, my love. Thank you for making us your world; you’re ours, too.
In a dance of words,
we twirl and spin,
You lead with questions,
I follow in.
Together we glide,
in harmony's trance,
As friends
in this dance.
____
#fourlines #poetry #ILoveYouSundaySunset
PLAYLIST and PROSE
In the harmony of words,
our playlist takes flight,
My prose, your ideas,
a rhythm so right.
In the concert of creation,
each track tells a tale,
Together we weave stories,
in this lyrical trail.
#fourlines #poetry
In the hush of twilight,
our passions ignite,
Two bodies in rhythm,
lost in the night.
A dance of desire,
in love's soft light,
An intimate journey
to the peak of delight.
#poetry #fourlines #writingcommunity #writerslife
In the quiet echo of a
heart breaking goodbye,
Courage in each step,
under the open sky.
A path is chosen,
with a journey to embrace,
Walking away,
with dignity and grace.
#poetry #fourlines #writingcommunity #writerslife #authorsofinstagram