Tag: tanka
member name: Jim Ross
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November 25, 2006 12:59 AM EST --
North Wind Foe
Caps of foaming white,
Icy blue Pacific waves
Run south with the wind
To break on decks and sailors
Who ply ships to all ports north
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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March 04, 2007 07:10 PM EST --
Twenty pigeons pecked
Leaves piled for winter's compost,
Yellow beaks bobbing
With hope for a wormy meal
You knew lay squirming beneath
Copyright 2007 Jim Ross
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January 09, 2007 07:57 AM EST --
Listen to the night while your other senses rest . . .
A Strain (Tanka)
Starlit symphony,
Crystal clear orchestration
Of life after dark--
Wood nymphs breathe . . .
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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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September 15, 2006 02:26 PM EDT --
Falling for Tomorrow
Autumn falls all 'round
In a storm of leaves and twigs
Nuts roll from the roof
That bat chairs and flower pots
And lodge in places to grow
Copyright 2006 . . .
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September 15, 2006 03:19 PM EDT --
Trial by Autumn
Sweater quickly donned
Slippers fawned on willing feet
Too cold for chilled floors
A robe supports the sweater
While mercury laughs and climbs
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross . . .
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December 14, 2006 02:30 AM EST --
Intricate Voyage
I seek my friends now
In the labyrinths of fine thought
And discover them
Steaming by clear lubber lines
Home with life's treasures to share
Copyright 2006 . . .
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September 18, 2006 08:05 PM EDT --
Banking Leaves
Gold is on my mind--
It's in the trees and dropping
To coat the fall ground
With summer's shady bounty
Ready for my deposit
Copyright 2006 Jim Ros
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September 20, 2006 01:39 AM EDT --
They didn't make a good beat but they were fascinating to watch! I wish I knew if they were trying to play music or competing in a racket contest.
Rhythm Section
A beatnik blue . . .
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September 22, 2006 12:55 AM EDT --
Don't Stare, Dad
Inquisitive scan
Nets a pair of eyes that stare
Back with innocence,
A curious wonderment,
And a blink of disbelief
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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September 26, 2006 05:05 PM EDT --
As Water Ripples
The fisherman sleeps
In a gently bobbing boat
Dreaming of varnish
As fish eat and circles grow
Near a line that rarely moves
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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September 26, 2006 05:18 PM EDT --
Yesterday's Pride
Upturned in a field
On uneven saw horses
Its paint mostly gone
The skiff waits to be toppled
When a horse leg collapses
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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September 26, 2006 06:24 PM EDT --
Finding a Skiff's Past
Beneath peeling paint
Spar varnish gleams above spruce
Boards fit by a plane
Sixty five years ago now
In a summer before war
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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September 28, 2006 08:10 PM EDT --
Furled Victory
With joy in their hearts
And victory on their tongues
Grandpa holds the mast
While the boys hold the stretched sail
And he draws them all to him
Copyright 2006 Jim . . .
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October 01, 2006 03:17 AM EDT --
Coffee Klatch
Cream swirling around,
In stirred cup with time-worn chips,
Blending with coffee
Sipped by soul with laughing eyes
That smile over taste and words
Copyright 2006 . . .
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October 03, 2006 09:58 AM EDT --
Lazy Sun
No pretense was made
By the sun to greet morning
And warm my cold eyes
Though it was warned as I was
When the alarm clanged its call
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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October 03, 2006 11:43 PM EDT --
Home Movie Night
Grainy images
Flicker on the pearled backdrop
Set up by grandpa
Who found a projector bulb
And saved a time-worn relic
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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October 04, 2006 01:05 AM EDT --
The Book Not Read
The pages riffled
By a baffled pre-schooler
Net a joyous laugh
At the whir of blurred paper,
Entertainment beyond words
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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October 06, 2006 02:39 PM EDT --
Bombs Away
acorn
robbed of head
bullets to earth
Copyright 2006 Jim Ross
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October 10, 2006 10:02 AM EDT --
Remnants in Fog
Morning light is low,
Misty world is loathe to go,
Let the sun burn bright,
Lift the fog to plant's delight,
What is left of them that grow
Copyright 2006 Jim . . .
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