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Timmy's Journal - 4. Tanka? Hmmm
A Tanka and the Free Verse poem it inspired ...
Well here it is. I'm tired of counting the syllables trying to get this right. Here it is, good or not, a Tanka.
reflect, still water
memory, a looking glass
calm, serene, peaceful
broken by the falling leaf
thoughts scattered on each ripple
I'm not sure what I feel about Tanka. It's beautiful to read, but for me very difficult to write. It's very regimented and I don't find the process a simple or very pleasurable one. Having said that, I don't know if it should be. I'm not ready to give up on this style, I may find there are eureka moments, when Tanka makes perfect sense to me. We'll see.
Once I'd finally finished writing the Tanka above, thoughts about my deceased mum came ... like a flood. I don't know why or why this morning. It's interesting that from forcing myself to work in a form of poetry foreign to me I finally wrote a poem about my mother. She's been dead for 17 years. I miss her and until this morning at 7:20 a.m., I've never been able to write about her.
For Joann, My Mother
I see her laughing in the kitchen
Her finger – in the cake batter
Tasting, she smiles – giggling, and
warns never do this, Timmy.
Cake pans filled brimming
Ready for the oven
Her loving arms encircle me. Then
hands me the spoon to lick
I remember my mother
So blond and beautiful
Tears I cannot stop, flow and
sweet memories are freed
Always my champion
My protector from the world
Told me you're the strong one, When
things at home were bad
But the hurt is fleeting
I choose to make it go
Gentle thoughts of her linger
She’s still easing my weeping soul
-tj landon
Thanks to all of you who take the time as well. It is appreciated.
tim
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