I am working in some poetry forms just for something a bit different from the free form approaches. Yesterday was the first day of Spring in some parts of Australia.
Spring’s arrival speaks
Mornings without woolley socks
Crow songs refuse to stop
Frangipani calls its leaves
To dress its branches.
Springs arrival dances
Mornings without gloves on hands
Goodbye grey day skies
Blossoms beckoning avenues
Becoming tree’s confetti.
Springs arrival scents
Mornings perfumed with renewal
Bones drunk on sun
Waltzing away cold memories
smells of technicolour gardens.
(c) June Perkins
I just felt it was time to do some poetry exercises and explorations as I have been writing a lot of free form poetry lately.
This one is a tanka. This is aJapanesepoemconsistingof31syllablesin5lines,with5syllablesin thefirstandthirdlinesand7intheothers.
However it is good not to worry about being too strict with those syllable counts at the expense of the flow of the
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