A broken bowl
I sweep it up
while thinking
of the price of gas
and world war III
#5lines #tanka -ish
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A broken bowl
I sweep it up
while thinking
of the price of gas
and world war III
#5lines #tanka -ish
The wind picked up
gusting really
but it blew away the clouds
and suddenly the sun
flew in.
#micropoetry #5lines #poetry
__the 51st state of certainty__
that strike on schools
unmatched
outside of zion
while our lions lie
down on broadway
#poem #poetry #5lines
#vss365 #resist #war #warcrime
Only a full day of magic
can aid my escape
fire breathing dragons
and crystal fitted shoes
still, reality crushes in.
#micropoetry #5lines #poetry
#poem #5lines #taketwo
ignoring
the rules of engagement
a poet launches a poem into the wind
and wonders where
it will land
Addlepated & moonstruck
in a breathless second
of silver dazzled anticipation
you appeared, an angel
in mortal disguise.
#micropoetry #5lines #poetry
Still from Princess Kaguya anime: An old bamboo cutter in a bamboo forest, kneeling in front of a small glowing bamboo stalk from which a tiny girl appears.
the old man
sets down his axe—
from the bamboo stalk
a tiny girl blinks
at the morning
#5lines
#FairyTales
They whisper
in silken tones
mellifluous words
they know I can't resist
lily, jasmine, daisy, rose.
#micropoetry #5lines #poetry #writemap 446
Nothing good
will come of this
despite the foretidings
of spring, green
in the branches.
#micropoetry #5lines #poetry
Shards of glass
scattered on the floor
Broken promises
that can never
be remade
#5lines #tanka #tanshi #Micropoetry
The dream
where I fear of falling
Day by day
I deal with the aftermath
of bereavement
#5lines #micropoetry #tanka #tanshi
A small wooden bridge
across the stream
Lives walk over it
Time flows
beneath it
#5lines #tanka #micropoetry #tanshi
O, Orpheus
I long to sing and dance
in branches filled with leaves
to play the music of a stream
and on the wind catch dreams.
#5lines #micropoetry poetry #writemap 441
That hinge creaking is me
a bit rusty
but functioning
irritating, though not enough
to fix it.
#micropoetry #5lines #poetry
the laugh track
on a late-night game show
echoes in the dark ...
my hand feeling colder
on the empty side of the bed
—Chen-ou Liu
The Bamboo Hut, 2, 2020
#TankaThursday game #TankaPoem #5Lines #micropoetry
chenouliu.blogspot.com/2020/08/late...
I lie in golden light
exquisitely content
a golden halo
dangles loosely from one finger
barely touching the ground.
#micropoetry #5lines #poetry
let me
be a raindrop
falling
deep into the earth
wild flowers in the spring
— Genie Nakano
from 25 Death Poems, Atlas Poetica, Special Feature, Guest Editor Michael H. Lester, 2019
(an individual’s reckoning with their own death)
#micropoetry #jisei #tankapoem #5lines #tanka
with her new Barbie
she crawls into a small niche
to practice hiding
i remember hide and seek
when it was a children’s game
#TankaThursday game #TankaPoem #5lines #tanka
#schoolshootings #practice
after the flower
is gone
there is something
swimming
in the flower vase
#5lines
#tanka #5lines #poem
out of ammo
we throw bad poems
at the enemy
until they surrender
or reply in verse
if you listen closely
in the forest
you will hear
when a gentle breeze
talks to a hundred trees
#5lines #poem #短歌 #tanka
out of ammo
we throw bad poems
at the enemy
until they surrender
or reply in verse
#5lines
You reach a certain point
and no matter how much
you still wish it to be
topsy-turvy down on one knee
love turns to impossibility.
#5lines #micropoetry #poetry
This moment caught
a last snow not yet gone
in the still darkness
only me and my words
awaiting the sun.
#5lines micropoetry #poetry #writemap 435
The snow melts down
next to nothing
even as the snow flies
and flies as the crow
pecks nonexistent seed.
#micropoetry #5lines #poetry
if you listen closely
in the forest
you will hear
when a gentle breeze
talks to a hundred trees
#5lines #poem
Tiny grains
create a snowstorm
in my eyes
I am blind
hazy, is my mind.
#micropoetry #5lines #poetry
the snowplow driver
with a little spot of rum
to keep him warm
as he buries parked cars
in the middle of the night
—M. Kei
#TankaThursday middle
#tanka #5lines #kyoka #Tankapoem
Unruly clouds bounce
softer than pinballs
but their density
more intense
than mere cotton mounds.
#micropoetry #5lines #poetry
plopped down
on the kelp couch
Poseidon sips
his salty tea
from a giant seashell
#5lines