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Tanka 2 About the Cherry Blossom and Life

on melting snow

first cherry blossom

withers too soon

mum ties pink ribbons

to the white casket




Or

on melting snow


first cherry blossom


withers too soon


mum  unties ribbons


from empty cot-bed





Inspired by Chris`tanka contest,not for the contest

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Carolyn Devonshire

March 29, 2014 at 7:31 PM

Dear Charma, Very beautiful verses, especially the first. It is so powerful. Love you, Carolyn

Ken Carroll

March 29, 2014 at 12:25 PM

Very lovely Charmaine..I like this one from you..

Andrea Dietrich

March 29, 2014 at 10:23 AM

This one I really like a lot, and definitely the first one is better. you should enter that first one in his contest. I think he would really like it!

Charmaine Chircop

March 29, 2014 at 1:31 PM

Hi dear..though Im still in learning process of tanka..I love this one better cause it reminds me of a very sad and true happening to my friend...But since its Chris'contest and He emphasised on pivot.I entered the other one..And the other reason is I might annoy him or maybe amuze him with the 'priest' concept : )

Richard Palmer

March 29, 2014 at 9:21 AM

great write Charmaine,why not enter the contest

Russell Sivey

March 29, 2014 at 6:24 AM

Wow, what powerful writes my friend! You have written incredible poetry here! I surely loved reading this remarkable poem this morning! You have delighted me by the splendor of this wondrous piece! What a glorious poem, Great Work!!

Kabuteng P.Ink K.

March 29, 2014 at 2:39 AM

Oh shucks... this makes the heart feel so sad and heavy but yes, truly touches the heart-- I can't decide which one I prefer-- but I found it so interesting, how changing the verb can still have the same feeling that elicits, but still different. Sorry not sure if I am clear, needless to say, beautiful and moving tanka, one hopes that a parent ever experience this. Btw, I haven't been able to email you, but I keep your father-in-law in my prayers, especially for 3/26--praying for his recovery...

Keith O.J. Hunt

March 28, 2014 at 6:54 PM

Incredibly pensive, subjective, yet somehow without mis-interpretation! Very interesting Charmaine

Scott Thirtyseven

March 28, 2014 at 5:44 PM

I like how these work with Tanka 1, you've pieced them together so well. Prefer the empty cot-bed, but still so sad.

Jeremy Street

March 28, 2014 at 4:46 PM

I Too Like Number One Here Beautiful Poet...Tis Actually A Bit Riveting Considering These Tiny Caskets; Precious Babies Like Cherubs....Again, We Find Your Beauty In Your Words So Loving, And So Soft...Making It Easy To Favour Splendours Poetic, As Also Both Your Verses....Yours Truly, Jeremy

Charmaine Chircop

March 28, 2014 at 3:07 PM

Tnks so much for your opinion Scribe

Demetrios Trifiatis

March 28, 2014 at 11:18 AM

The life of a flower may last for a few hours but its beauty immortal remains in the heart! Welcome back! Your Tanka will not wither though, dear Charmaine!