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The Village idiom – A Tanka

‘Who are you?’ you ask;

‘I am the Village Idiom’,

I reply, smiling,

‘And I am over the moon

about the whole debacle.’

“Cosy Tanka, anyone?”

“Keep away from me!
I am trying to stay free
of the cruel virus.”
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“But, we just want to join you,
become a cosy Tanka.”

My Life Haiku

To write on my life,

in seventeen syllables,

just cannot be done.

A haiku series,

maybe that is the answer –

I’ll try it and see.

No, that didn’t work,

it soon became quite boring,

in fact, tedious.

So, I’ll stick to one,

keep it simple, as they say –

whoever ‘they’ are.

My life? Ongoing,

doing this and some of that,

breathing in and out;

taking each day in its turn,

writing Haikus and Tankus.

A Haiku For Now

A Haiku For Now

Not for yesterday;

and it’s not for tomorrow;

it is just for now.

That is not to say

you can’t read it tomorrow;

because, yes, you can.

But not yesterday,

that would just be quite something

out of the normal.

So, this here haiku –

well, this series of haiku –

are of the moment;

and just don’t you forget it –

Tankas available, too.

Boxing Day 2018 #8 (07:00)

Boxing Day 2018 #8 (07:00)

Seven hours have gone

the sky has lightened to blue,

if grey can be blue;

which is just my saying ‘clouds’

and lots of them – ‘cest la vie!’

Hidden Tanka?

Hidden Tanka?

In this paragraph there is a hidden Tanka; please do not poke it; if you do… you’ll regret it; it could change to a Tiger

I am a Poetry Type.

I am a Poetry Type.

Haiku for Nature;

a Tanka for love poems;

Senryu, funny.

Limericks, also funny;

Sonnets are for love poems;

Pantoums and Villanelles weird.