Over at Weekly Prompts, the Weekend Challenge is the word Obsession. To visit their fabulous site, please click on >> Here. Some people say that I am obsessed with taking photos of the daytime moon … which is probably true, but in my poem today, I am using the ‘moon’ as a metaphor for ‘Easter Sunday’ …
Sunday Shroud
now you see me now you don’t I’m as pure as the driven snow and I covertly nudge my way through the cumulus clouds looking for that opening in the sky where I can display my Sunday Shroud and dispel that dreaded prophecy “He does not return”
Tranquility: An Anthology of Haiku, Releasing After Easter
I’m delighted to be part of the ensemble of poets featured in Tranquility: An Anthology of Haiku, published by Literary Revelations Publishing House. This beautifully curated collection brings together the voices of over 240 haiku poets from around the world.
The anthology features stunning cover art by renowned Japanese painter Hikari and fine-art photography by acclaimed artist Naoki Kimura. Tranquility will be released soon after Easter—stay tuned!
Blurb:
Following the overwhelming success of «Petals of Haiku,» which captured hearts and souls and became an Amazon bestseller, Literary Revelations Publishing House brings you “Tranquility: An Anthology of Haiku.” This new anthology will enchant the readers with its delicate imagery and transitory moments, which inscribe themselves in eternity. Featuring nearly 240 talented authors, each bringing their talent and unique perspectives, Tranquility invites you to immerse yourself in a world where night flowers bloom and whispers linger in the spring air.
Poets are prophets linked to nature. In Tranquility, Haiku is their language. – Gabriela Marie Milton, author, editor, publisher
Here is one of my Haiku from the Tranquility Anthology:
Angel
My tranquillity Has wings and glides in heaven Free like an angel
how do the rivers know they ebb and flow over old sandbars where footprints come and go fresh today, gone tomorrow lost under the currents of time dreams grow below clouds of hazy rain leaving new watermarks in their shadows
Did you hear, during the night The sound of the full moon’s ambiance Oh, what a fantastic sight Embracing the world’s circumference With an aureola of light
I was tired and overwhelmed But now I’m positively feeling alright Knowing, I have my guiding light at the helm
Today’s poem is one of my verses made up of comments I posted on some of my fellow WordPress writers’ articles during the month … In stanza order, they are:
** The word “Sinuous” is the weekend challenge at Weekly Prompts. Please go and visit their fabulous siteby clicking on >> Here. I think my poem below could be classified as a “Sinuous Poem”
Who Owns Our “Promised Land”
We know it’s nature’s way Survival is not a showy ballet And birds don’t have holidays
The clever little penguins will display their true mettle When all the showy snowflakes finally settle They are going to resell their snowy wonderland Back to the ‘Promised Land’, for a million-grand
Shedding those old tacky masks Maybe a refractory task
Our perfection is impossible The dejection is horrible His resurrection is improbable
Rage is for the stage Fear is always near Release me, piece by piece
Ryan Stone [https://daysofstone.wordpress.com] introduced me to the poem format Musette back in September 2022, and today, I am reposting my first-ever attempt at writing a Musette.
“Musette” three verses first line – 2 syllables second line – 4 syllables third line – 2 syllables rhyme scheme – a/b/a c/d/c e/f/e the title reflects the poem’s content
Ivor.Plumber/Poet 