Wednesday 23 February 2011

tanka and micropoetry by gennepher

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winter fairies
adorned
the landscape
with
white shining robes

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hoar
frost
crystals
everything
sparkling

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winter fairies
imprisoned
streams
in white
faceted crystals

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cold
frosty
evening
the night sky
blazing with stars

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frosted silver strands
threaded
with sparkling diamonds
gossamer
fine web

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adorning autumn's
discarded
withered leaf
frosted
gems

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autumn’s hawthorn
red fairy lanterns lighting
the way through winter
to
spring

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sweeping
the night sky
moon slowly rising
her gown
glistening

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the
longing
was
there
within

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reaching
into
a space
that
wasn’t there

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the
upturned
hand
held
all longing

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the child
who is always
with me
yet
he is not

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trees
have lost
their leaves
yet  leaves circle the tree trunk
self-importantly all winter

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the
world
is slow
and
so am I

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the wreath
by the grave
told a story
no one
knew

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their
names
unknown
but not
their presence

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they
dispersed
not
knowing
why

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an
interconnecting
link
broken
one by one

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one by one
they faded
away
only one
was left…

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the
knowledge
dying
each one
fading

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death
arose
from
the
beginning

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she searched
but
the answer
had
died

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each mind
encompassing
them all
until
it became as one

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it
is
now
too
late

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Friday 4 February 2011

tanka and micropoetry by gennepher

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he escaped
through
lies
one rung on the ladder
missing

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the locket
on a chain
round her neck
her dead son
always staring at you

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the stories
that
got lost
in
the telling

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on
the far side
of parting
the accompanying
loneliness

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kettle boiling
window
steamed up
the world outside
could be anything

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the secret
she
did not know
was always
around her

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it was on her mind
as she awoke
but she lost it
another poem
bites the dust

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stretching
out her hand
that dark night
she reached
the stars

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freedom
from
one's
own
self

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she
had
a problematical relationship
with
spelling

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the necklace
faceted
deep green emeralds
her pale
white skin

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caught
in his
blindness
he
did not see

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the face
half
hidden
photograph
torn

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there
would be
no one
to
know

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she
always
remembered
with different eyes
she realised the truth

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memories
casting
their
golden
rays

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the
past
holds secrets
every now and then
it lets go of one

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the voice
seductive
inside the head
yet
so far away

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the
bird
escaped
the
photograph

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a long time ago
a house
all white
I wandered
from room to room

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to
wipe
the slate clean
he inhabited
a different world

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your
mixed up
bag
of
character traits

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the tab key
taking her
to the next box
if only she could search
through her mind in this way

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she looked
at the delete key
on the keyboard
and wondered
if she could delete herself

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