I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

These poems are works in progress and may be updated without notice. Nevertheless copyright applies to all writings here and all photos (which are either my own or used with permission). Thank you for your comments. I read and appreciate them all, and reply here to specific points that seem to need it — or as I have the leisure. Otherwise I reciprocate by reading and commenting on your blog posts as much as possible.

27 July 2011

Faint stars: July tanka 2011

I look outside
hoping to find poetry
in my garden.
Instead it sits on the pane:
spider too small to breathe on.


morning chill
cleaning out a cupboard
I come across
the four blue place mats
inscribed with your poems


faint stars
the blink of a plane
street lights
lights in windows
the lights of home


Home Care visitor
phone calls
take A for blood test.
Poetry, what’s that?



  1. Gosh love all of them. The first one being my favourite.

  2. I'm glad to have given you enjoyment! The first one has been a big hit with readers. It was a serendipitous moment. :)

    The last one refers specifically to being late to post at Tanka on Tuesday, facebook. (Hence the first line.) Maybe I should add a note to that effect? But then, you didn't seem to need elaboration, so perhaps it can stand as is.

  3. I haven't done this form yet.. so its interesting to read yours.

    I like the first and second one best.

  4. I enjoyed reading these! There is a subtle realization of a goal in each part. Clever twists and absolutely clever writing. :)

  5. Dear Writer and Poet, thank you for the compliments!