Category: Poetic Forms
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06.10 dVerse Quadrille 257
What I Carry Taken from a pebble-dashed beach, this pieceof sharp-edged flint, a gift from his small hand into my pocket — and I carry it around,its weight warm against my hip. It’s as if his hand still holds both itand my autumn heart. Written for dVerse Poets, a quadrille of forty-four words including pocket. Photograph is…
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0509: Journal of SenHai
SenryūThe path says nothingI follow its listeningdeeper into green. HaikuListening through green,stone path curves toward the seawind enters the tree. SenryūThe tree stands its groundgrass comes running with the windstone wanders away. HaikuBrown trunk in deep greenthe stone path stitches through grasswind unpicks the seam. Written for SenHai Saturday: #68. Not all images are created…
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3008: cí pái Lyric Poetry
The Sunflower The Old Woman’s patient hands,tie sunflowers weakened by wind.Crow perched on the fence,greedy for seeds soon his, while Cat, superior in disdain,‘Such fuss for fading gold’,he thinks, ‘this laboured strainfor what autumn can’t hold.’ Some images created with Midjourney; all writing is my own work.©Misky 2006-2026.
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2208: Journal of SenHai
The Overview Effect I.all our little warsEarth hangs blue in the darknessof cold indifference. grey moon, ancient cold,a blue world caught like amber,somewhere it is spring II.Grey stone, endless dustthen that blue, rising, unmaskeda gift we did not earn Monochrome holds stilla blue arc breaks the silencethe void almost blinks Senryu and Haiku poems ©Misky…
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1908: A Rum Dream Sestina
A Rum Dream Sestina The tide revealed more beachthan I’d ever seen. Dark, brimmingwaves drinking in sand, and a blackmood of clouds shrouding tearsand chunks of sky. Gusts takingto air our towels. Umbrellas. We two women clamped our knuckled twohands on our straw hats. The beachemptied. Holiday-makers ran, takingshelter in huts roofed with straw brims.A…
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1508: Journal of SenHai
Senryua small bird pausesthe blossoms will not lastbut he trusts the branch. Haikupink breaks on blue aira single bird pins the lightwith unhurried claws. Written for SenHai Saturday: #65 — ©Misky 2006-2026.
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0808: Journal of SenHai
Senryu we are small, brief guests,the mountain thinks nothing ofour human hurry. Haiku blue lake takes the skysnow peaks drift in cold silenceat the edge of ice Written for SenHai Saturday: #64 Not all images are created with Midjourney, but all writing is my own original work. ©Misky 2006-2026.
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0108: Journal of SenHai
Senryuno one thanks the lightstill it keeps its lonely watchuntil every dawn Haikunight after long nightthe lighthouse forgets itselfonly light remains Written for Saturday SenHai #63 Image by Kellen Riggin – Unsplash.com ©Misky 2006-2026.
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0807: Six Sentence List Poem
The Colour of Thunder a list poem of six sentences THE COLOUR OF THUNDER the colour of thunder isdaybreak,the blue shinein a crow’s feather. a boatwithout water,a skinned knee,sunburn. a preacherwithout a pulpit,the snapof a wet towel. the prickof a rose’s thorn. the blue noiseof a siren. we call itthunder. Previous Instalments – For the…
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0407: Journal of SenHai
Nature Never Apologises Senryuthe quiet hillsidesomeone had to say somethingin brilliant red Haikubefore the rain comesthe hillside lights its lanterns …scarlet aloe Written for Susi’s SenHai Saturday . Image from Unsplash. Poetry and prose ©Misky 2006-2026.
