tanka – Page 5 – One Woman's Quest

Out of Body

Kingfisher, my horse
transports me to unseen realms
a fleshless dreamer
seeking oneness, Orenda,
a noetic salvation.

(Tuesday, I borrow from my Twitter account @Vjknutson. Image my own)

Celebrity bores
I crave sapid exchange – bird
song, sweet and tender
I am past prime – gigs dried up
but nature provides plenty.

(Image mine)

Define family –
nest of promises, story
filled houses of stone?
Expectations built lacking
substance – original sin?

(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson, this tanka edited from original. Image mine.)

Poet’s mind fragile
images ripe, words lacking
waste of genius
shadows whisper of bathos –
a rewrite is imminent.

(Image mine)

Formation of swans
blaring advance, lift my lens
spectacle captured
ennui momentarily
broken – contemplate message.

(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. This time, it’s a tanka. Image my own.)

Happiness worship
an unmonitored highway –
numinous moments
catalyst for earthbound soul –
church impulses, breathe spirit.

(Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter. This poem is in the form of tanka. Image my own.)

Waiting in the wings
absent an audience
what play will unfold
when the next curtain rises –
and who will hold centre stage?

(A tanka for Reena’s Exploration challenge in which she references Shakespeare’s: “All the world’s a stage….”. Image my own.)

Earth plies her paintbrush
under heavy cloud cover
sun perseveres
wind carries a secret tune –
notes of change on horizon.

(Image my own)

Intrusion’s clatter
peaks adrenaline – armed
I investigate
encounter winsome smile –
masked bandit, unabashed.

(For Eugi’s Causerie Weekly Prompt: winsome. Image from personal collection.)

My heart is a brook,
joyous as a child’s song,
memories like moss
warm my wintry verges –
luminescence from within.

(For RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku challenge: brook/ moss; and Eugi’s weekly prompt: luminescent.)