sorting out the blooms
some to be kept for garlands
some to throw away
~ anita bacha ~
Good afternoon my dear friends.
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https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B09QYRMFF8/ref=cm_sw_r_wa_awdo_MNP9WRJ242G42S2CPRYB
Wetting rose petals
In spring time reprise beauty
Of waning blossom
Anita Bacha
Thank you for your visit, my dear friends.
dew’s still on the rose
i have lost and found myself
in a feast of blooms
Anita Bacha
Thank you for your visit, my dear friends.
The rose has fallen,
On the stem, a bud opens,
A new phase of life,
On a bed of thorns, she thrives,
Bleeding words of innocence.
Anita Bacha
Tailspin autumn wind,
Dry leaves crush under my boots,
Spring is far away,
Olive trees in full blossom,
Pedicured feet in flip flops.
Artwork Olive Trees – Season Autumn Spring -André Claude Monet, 1884.
Dear friends and readers,
This is my first tanka poem. I hope that you enjoy it.
What is a tanka poem? One may ask.Is it similar to the haiku poem ?
A tanka or short poem originates in Japan just like the haiku poem.It is a free verse, 31 syllables poem written in five lines. The basic structure of the tanka is 5-7-5-7-7, whereas the haiku consists of three lines and 17 syllables in a 5-7-5 format.
Furthermore, the third line shifts from the imagery in the beginning lines to a reflective metaphor in the closing lines
Many more tanka poems to come for your eyes only.
Thank you for reading.
Anita Bacha.
© Pamela Gatens, Summer Sun Spots, 2019 ☀️ Hues of midday sun🔥 Flaming burnt orange roses💙 Cerulean sky☀️ Wonder golden crowned🔥 Silence furnaced …
Poetry – Hues of Midday Sun – An Emojiku Poem by Anita Bacha and Goff James.
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Poetry – Between the Leaves – An Emojiku Poem by Anita Bacha and Goff James
Spring is the season we most look forward to in London specially after a rigid and cold winter.The budding of flowers is soothing.The air is full of promises as smiles flower on lifeless faces.Spring is my favorite season of the year, and yours too.
Spring here coincides with Sakura, the blooming of the cherry trees, in Japan. The transient yet lovely blossoms that appeal to the heart of every poet have greatly inspired me too . Enjoy!
I am sharing my haiku ‘The plum tree blossoms’ selected as haiku of the week by Japan Society London on 19/04/22 and two other included in their esteem website
https://www.japansociety.org.uk/haiku-corner
The first three haiku below –
The plum tree blossoms
In the neighbor’s unkempt garden
Spring embraces all
In the clear moonlight
Voluptuous pink bloom
Midst of marshmallows
Back from school
Afternoon milk tea
Jar of cookies
My granddaughter
Reaching for a rose
In the garden
My little girl’s
First spring marigold
Pulling wishes
Pretty white flowers
Orange tree blossoms
Scent of marmalade
Late tangerine sky
Between white apple blossoms
Eternal beauty
Cut fragrant lilacs
We borrow our neighbor’s vase
Sweet spring country home
Spring shimmering colors
Blend of orange and lemon
Cologne scent evening
Gorgeous spring flowers
Fragrant colorful homely
Last say of April
Sakura blossoms
Transient soft pinkish petals
Swirling in the breeze
Hope you have enjoyed my Spring collection
Thank you for reading
Anita Bacha.
The whiff of jasmines
A silk night dress on my bed –
Wedding memories
A bitter cold wind
Swept all the blossoms away –
Spring unfurls new buds
We love each other
Every season of the year –
In spring our hearts bloom
It seems kind of strange
That the flowers of today
Will die tomorrow
Potten or garden
Geraniums demand sunshine-
The beauties of spring
A blue sakura
Blossom in a pink bouquet-
Glistens in the night
In traditional Japanese poetry a kigo is a word associated with a season. Nowadays poets mostly outside Japan do not use a kigo as a must when writing haiku poetry. I think that a kigo adds a streak of romanticism in haiku poems for the simple reason that we and our moods are ruled by seasons.
Happy Spring to all!
Stay safe!
Anita Bacha
Pretty yellow rose,
Sunbathing in the courtyard,
Intruder fly bites!
Exquisite pink rose,
Flaunts her fresh,youthful beauty,
In the spring of life.
In the morning rain,
Bruised dust-pink rose shivers,
On a bed of thorns.
Frail rose bud petals,
Burn in blaze of dry season ,
Thirsting for rain drops.
Lush garden roses,
Half-blossom bends to her weight ,
Till the last fold falls!
Anita Bacha 