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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!’

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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.

Recycle Poets! (Revisited – now in Haiku or Tanka version).

“Recycle Poets!”

Haiku Version

Recycle poets!

They’re biodegradable –

bury one and see.

Or

Tanka Version

“Recycle poets!

They’re biodegradable –

bury one and see.

And if that doesn’t stop them

Then probably nothing will!”

My Vegan Tanka

My Vegan Tanka

My Vegan Tanka,

is like my Vegan Haiku,

but slightly longer;

though the two lines that I add

actually add nothing.

“It started off as a Gull Tanka…”

“It started off as a Gull Tanka…”

A gull has to do

what a seagull has to do;

but in name only.

There are no birds called seagulls;

and only three types of gull:

Herring, Large White-Headed,

and the Great-Black-Backed –

obviously there are others;

but, if I mentioned them all here,

I wouldn’t be able to fit them

neatly into this Tanka.

My Broken Phone Screen (a Tanka)

My Broken Phone Screen (a Tanka)

The coldest day yet,

and my phone screen has just cracked –

my timid fingers

fear of the glass splinters there

that do seek retribution.