Tag: living
member name: Jim Ross
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February 19, 2009 05:07 PM EST --
Tanka Tickler (Tanka Chain)
Tanka time for you
Rhythm without any rhyme
Five lines to display
Fleeting moments of our love
Enjoyed by your scanning eyes
The memory shines
Of . . .
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February 22, 2009 09:21 PM EST --
Distortion(Senryu)
My day of shadows
Shapes the world in funny ways
The long and the short
Copyright 2009 Jim Ross
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September 07, 2006 02:43 AM EDT --
Riverbank Sketch
Tight wild river winds
Grayish clouds scud quickly by
To steel white water
Redwoods bear their tall burden
Of fickle wind and eagles
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross . . .
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September 09, 2006 12:20 AM EDT --
A Matter of Taste
Cat flipped the kibble
With an averted-eye roll
And sauntered away . . .
To return with a scrub jay
Too slow for Cat's autumn prowl
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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February 15, 2009 05:26 PM EST --
Morning Glory--Quatrain
'Twas never I arose and saw the sight
When awe of it never failed to incite
A scramble to embrace with all my might
All the glories graced by His basking . . .
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February 20, 2009 02:40 PM EST --
Of Messages, Rest, and the Future (Cinquain Chain)
The Message
The room
With the blanket
Stretched across a mattress
Beckons my tired eyes to narrow . . .
Come close
. . .
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February 25, 2009 03:53 PM EST --
My Companion
I know you are here
As sure as the golden knife
Pierces the night
And blinds sleepy eyes
You come with light steps
As sweet as a morning heart
Alive to rise
And . . .
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February 20, 2009 03:12 PM EST --
Truth and Hope (Cinquain Chain)
Mother and Son: The Truth
”Oh, Mom!
I see you now
With hard eyes so focused
To watch my every twitching move--
I lied!”
Copyright 2009 . . .
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July 19, 2006 02:20 AM EDT --
There is always a moment when everything is clear
Afterglow
Here in the twilight
Where morning is memory
There's nothing but love
© 2006 Jim Ross
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July 19, 2006 11:02 AM EDT --
How deep is the water here? Our scant plumb line is insufficient to give the answer. Here's hoping wit, patience and a well brimming with humility helps.
Insufficient Tools
What could be harder
Than . . .
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July 30, 2006 09:44 PM EDT --
My stomach grumbles and I ignore it until . . .
Trailside Rest
Heavenly hisses
Sounding through the quaking leaves
Clap the backpack flap
As if in urgent patter
Reminding me--time to eat
© 2006 . . .
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August 02, 2006 09:57 PM EDT --
In the groove and not coming out!
Humming Ann's Song
"Willow weep for me"
Croons her song about a tree
For my amusement.
© 2006 Jim Ross
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August 18, 2006 11:51 PM EDT --
Inspired by my friend, Liz, who is learning to fly but who already knows its beauty
Pulling Free
High wings shade keen eyes
Masked behind smoky glasses
While arms tug the yoke
And . . .
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September 05, 2006 02:15 AM EDT --
Sweat and tears gives way to tourists in a haunting lifestyle change
River Roars Below
Covered bridge of yore
Saw horses, wagons, cars, trucks
Now echoes footsteps
Hosts tank tops . . .
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September 07, 2006 02:20 AM EDT --
To Be With You Again
When I hold your face
And feel your hair brush my hands
My heart leaps to you
And I pull your lips to mine--
Delicate touch of our love
© 2006 Jim Ross
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August 25, 2007 11:44 PM EDT --
First, the wind discovers chimes
Suspended from a tree,
Puffs some tiny tickles there
To peal tranquility
For ears that listen anxiously
In golden morning light,
To endless melodies composed . . .
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July 29, 2006 12:27 AM EDT --
A birthday loomed for an ageing friend and I saw the fear in his eyes. Being a questing soul that perhaps couldn't see what he gave others, I wrote this poem for him, hoping it would help. Rest in . . .
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August 01, 2006 12:26 PM EDT --
Ernie Z. published a great article, "Are You Attractive to Others?" that inspired the Tanka here. We all need the answers to the questions his article poses--nature, nurture, or both? I'm . . .
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August 04, 2006 01:14 AM EDT --
As summer continues hot and mesquite scents the night . . .
Candlelight Dinner
Breeze fanned flame dances
For lovers beneath the moon
Who eat and drink night
© 2006 Jim Ross
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August 04, 2006 01:27 AM EDT --
There's a place for this poem; the place where I heard sail clasps tinkling against masts, urgent waves slapping hull sides, and the creaking of weathered docks as sailors passed. It shall . . .
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