bowed by yesternight’s
rain, now wonder at glimmer
of perfect round drops—
promises unhatched, waiting
for shake-off, dawn’s dazzle-stroke
Another tanka for Yeah Write’s September poetry slam.
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bowed by yesternight’s
rain, now wonder at glimmer
of perfect round drops—
promises unhatched, waiting
for shake-off, dawn’s dazzle-stroke
Another tanka for Yeah Write’s September poetry slam.
Beautiful tanka. Dawn’s dazzle-stroke made me laugh because I think it more like a dazzle-SLAP!
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Oh, yeah, I love the sounds in that! Thanks for stopping by!
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“now wonder at glimmer
of perfect round drops..”
Masterful. **
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Thanks for that. I struggled with those lines–the simplest things can be the hardest to describe. 🙂
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This is beautiful. I love the aftermath of a rainshower. Not necessarily driving in one, but I do like the aftermath. 🙂
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Thanks, Michael. It’s a great time for a walk–on the sidewalk, not through the soggy grass. 🙂
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Lovely. I smelled the zing of ozone as I read this. No, really, it started raining outside and the window’s open.
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Plenty of rain here, too. Love the thunder. 🙂
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This is beautiful. Plus, it inspired me to try my hand at a tanka. I had forgotten all about the poetry slam!
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Thanks, Cyn. I’ll look forward to reading your tanka!
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