Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge-A Troiku- Aging in Full Color

The Troiku is a form created by Chèvrefeuille at https://carpediemtroikuworld.blogspot.com/2015/10/welcome.html
Start with a Haiku then create 3 more Haikus using each line from the original.

When did I grow old?
In a moment? A year?
Transcendence is life.

When did I grow old?
Bright colors in crisp Autumn
Focus my reward.

In a moment? A year?
Wholeness created new value
A crescendo sweet.

Transcendence is life.
Seasons promote refinement.
Growth requires time.


Haibun Wednesday- Go Dog Go Cafe- Cracking Up

Prompt: crack or cracks

I find so much humor in everyday life. So, when I was about to make a humorous observation during a most serious family discussion, I started “cracking up”. I became breathless, almost hysterical, from my bizarre observation unable to verbalize it. The faces and atmosphere around the table brightened. The weighty ‘stone’ of our dismay developed immediate cracks.
While I convulsed with laughter attempting to convey my thought, my sister started laughing uncontrollably too, as the rest grinned patiently waiting for my punchline.
Whatever it was on that specific occasion, good things resulted. Spirits were lifted and I started getting far fewer invitations to examine dark family topics.

Dark clouds impose themselves
Before a downpour
Light pauses unencumbered


Haibun Wednesday-Go Dog Go Cafe- July 27th, 2022- Inspired Echoes

Some things to keep in mind when writing haibun:

  • The range of haibun is broad and frequently includes autobiography, diary, essay, prose poem, and travel journal.
  • A haibun is a combination of prose and haiku.
  • The prose is brief and simple and usually written in the present tense.
  • The haiku should not attempt to repeat, quote, or explain the prose.
  • A haibun should be titled.

Now over to you…

  • Let’s go with SOMETHING HIDDEN this week. Maybe it’s an inside secret or an outside treasure of sorts. Go where the prompt takes you!

  • Inspired Echoes

    Hidden in the corner of my mind I’ve found an echo. “Seize the day.” was a phrase introduced to me in high school. I don’t recall the actual lesson, but those words grabbed my soul and shook it almost 50 years ago.

    I heard it clearly this morning. I am someone who has ignored a child tugging on her sleeve and who finally directed her attention to that child, if only to stop that annoying demand. Today, I realized that that directive had never been dashed nor shaken off in all these years.
    No matter my troubles a tiny voice has lingered daily whispering those words in my ear moments before my eyes shed their sleepy haze. It makes even more sense now than it did before, but the voice has remained as youthful as ever.

    The glowing ember will seize
    One small breath in time
    Kindling a flame to life


d’Verse Haibun Monday- 3-28-22 Cherry Blossoms

New to haibun? The form consists of one to a few paragraphs of prose—usually written in the present tense—that evoke an experience and are often non-fictional/autobiographical. They may be preceded or followed by one or more haiku—nature-based, using a seasonal image—that complement without directly repeating what the prose stated.

Cherry trees struggle around my New England home as dynamic weather fronts roll in and out. Last week, we enjoyed 70 degrees F and today a bitter wind blows arctic temperatures around. A ‘wicked’ development according to local slang. So, to those plants and people not yet acclimated to our “on again, off again” ‘teasery’, there’s a danger of overcommitment and casual disregard for “what ifs”. A ‘shock and awe’ challenge to their comfortable existence often arises to their peril. Only the steady and sturdy can prevail in such uncertain weather. People would be wise to claim those same attributes in our uncertain world.

Cynical blossom
Springs from exile cautiously
A fruitful future