Tag Archives: Tanka

Obeisance

Posted on January 26, 2021 by alaindesade

Before the glory Bowing heads in submission Obeisance offeredObeisance is recognized Before the glory I seeBowing heads in tearsA thousand soul released From the chains of nowReturning home humbledObeisance offered in silence. January 26, 2021

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Gauze

Posted on December 28, 2020 by alaindesade

Alone note struck The last of winter birds sings A piano plays note A grove – suspended silence A rose awaits the end of gauze. … December 28, 2020

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A ballad of a lonely raindrop!

Posted on December 27, 2020 by alaindesade

This poem is an experimentation with Haiku and Tanka forms. It is also a reflection on the year of the pandemic as the year draws closer to its end. A storm passed? Let’s hope. … Lonely raindrop left An angry … Continue reading →

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Pond frog

Posted on April 2, 2019 by alaindesade

(1) A summer pond muddy In perfect jumps a frog crosses A shrinking life. (2) A fallen leaf Remains a reminder of dying Spring has gone. (3) Earth stretches Bare park falls asleep Squirrel scans. (4) Frog tries to escape … Continue reading →

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Cloud…click

Posted on April 2, 2019 by alaindesade

Thunder is called Click click click maddening click Letter waved cloud What does the child utter? Born in emptiness staring. April 2, 2019

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Smelly roses

Posted on March 26, 2019 by alaindesade

A group of youngsters A path lined with prickly flowers A smell, a colourful pond A crying child cowering lost A coin, sweaty corner in smelly paint March 26, 2019

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Reference

Posted on March 19, 2019 by alaindesade

Reference me! I have been asked for a thought I wrote a note I do not recognise the name There are thousand faces missing. March 19, 2019

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Winter flower

Posted on March 17, 2019 by alaindesade

Thousand flowers Grow in spring and die Lonely flower Grows in winter and dies Still it is rare and wonder. March 17,2019

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Distance

Posted on March 15, 2019 by alaindesade

A lonely A mathematician measures The distance Between him and her, hundreds Of ways except walking. March 15, 2019

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Cudgel

Posted on June 8, 2018 by alaindesade

Cudgel – A heavy built boy who was Often bullied at School Now a success sought after By old buddies two faced liars. June 8, 2018

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