Cool Moon – A Tanka Poem by Anita Bacha

Beyond scalding heat,

Drifting in the lush blueness, 

A luscious cool moon;

Lying on the sandy beach,

Soft ripples caress my toes.

Anita Bacha

Happy reading my dear friends.

The Other Side Of Paradise – A Love Poem by Anita Bacha


God only knows,

She saw your smile in the crescent of the moon,

She saw your tears sashaying her window screen,

Or was it raining on a full moon night;

God only knows,

She was madly in love with the idea of you,

The scent of  henna on her beloved’s hand,

Breathed the perfume of rose in the desert sand;

God only knows,

How far this traveler had run around the globe,

She saw your footprints in a puddle of water,

She saw your fingers running in her tangled hair,

Or was it the rustling of the mimosa leaves;

God only knows,

She was intoxicated by the words falling from your lips,

She let you feast on her riches and her body,

She let you steal her soul,

She lost herself in you and she came to be you;

God only knows,

She heard her beseeching voice in the haboob,

Or was it the cry of a lamb in the arid dunes,

God only knows.

Anita Bacha 

Dear friends and readers, The Other Side of Paradise, is one of the poems that you will find in Part 2 of my poetry book INK, Echo of life and love (2019).

Hope you enjoy the before taste.

Happy reading 

Anita Bacha

Ode to Monsoon – A Tanka Poem by Anita Bacha


On flooded rice fields,

The rhythm of the falling rain,

An ode to monsoon;

Children splash in soiled puddle,

Green frogs musically croak.

Good morning and happy Monday,my dear friends!

Happy Reading.

Anita Bacha

The Sound of Waves – Haiku Poem by Anita Bacha

The sound of waves 

Crashing on the seashore 

A call for prayer 

Artwork Ogata Kōrin (c1658-1716)

Many thanks to the Japan Society London for selecting and including my above haiku in their website.

Congratulations to the other poets who shared their beautiful haiku.

https://www.japansociety.org.uk/?pg=haiku-corner#a

Thank you for viewing and reading, my dear friends.

Have a happy Thursday!

Anita Bacha

Glossy Blossoms – A Tanka Poem by Anita Bacha

Transience of beauty,

Glossy blossoms writhe and fall,

In a matter of time;

Summer flows in my garden,

Perky buds open their folds.

Artwork Adrienne Stein c. Oxford Roses,2021.

Anita Bacha.

Good morning,my dear friends and readers.

Thank you for viewing and reading.

Seasons Flow – Haibun by Anita Bacha

The cruel wind blows,

Cold feet in thick woolen socks,

We lit the fireplace.



A slice of sun glides,

Under closed window curtains,

A cockerel crows.



Breakfast at the farm,

Fried eggs, bacon, and baked beans,

Tea with fresh cow’s milk.



Poppies in the field,

Glossy red under the sun,

Dancing in the breeze.




Barefoot on the grass,

Along rows of wildflowers,

We run happily.



Cut fragrant lilacs,

We borrow our neighbor’s vase,

Living room looks cute.



In the back garden,

Cheerful songs on drying line,

Birds poop on washing.



Under the plum tree,

Drinking home-made lemonade,

We sit side by side.



The sun is going down,

Grey clouds gather in the sky,

Quickly we move in.



Snuggly in our bed,

In the darkness of the night,

We hear the rainfalls.











Good morning,dear friends.

Thank you for viewing and reading my haibun. Hope you enjoyed it.

Anita Bacha.

Sun Is Going Down – A Tanka Poem by Anita Bacha

Sun is going down,

Silvery ripples yo-yo,

Neath catamaran,

Morn waves roar and crash on shore,

On horizon sailing boats .

My photo clicked at Casita, Mauritius.

Thank you for viewing and reading, dear friends.

Happy Saturday.

Happy Summer Day.

Anita Bacha.

A New Phase of Life – A Tanka Poem by Anita Bacha

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

Olive Trees – A Tanka Poem by 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.

Haiku Poems by Anita Bacha

Many thanks to Japan Society London for selecting my poem as Haiku of the Week on June 22 2022.

Dear friends and readers,

Find out more selected haiku poems from other haiku poets at

japansociety.org.uk/haiku-corner

Sharing a few other haiku poems with you here. Trust you will find pleasure in reading them. As the Master of Haiku, Matsuo Bashō reflects-

“Reading haiku is as much an art as writing it. The reader needs to pause and listen to the silences, to feel the spaces between the words and to journey into the depth of many multi-colored words.“

Strolling down the beach
The smell of seaweeds throw back
Heartache memories

One yellow blossom
Midst of golden barley field
A poem is born

Sweet white peonies
Your scent on my pillows
Nights without days

June wheat fields are gold
Basketfuls of freshly baked
Bread in every home

That’s about all for today, dear friends. Thank you for reading. Happy Friday. Blissful end of the week.

Anita Bacha.

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