Long Senyru Poems
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My life has been a tangled path, a ravaged garden follows my journey always.
Since a child I have lived with death's hand upon me, we are sort of friends by now.
Death has taken everyone I loved. The list is long, the names engraved in stone.
Oh yes, I am somewhat forlorn and write my sadness and pain in poems, so true.
But, inside me burns a fire, inside my soul there is life and hope. No matter what
happens to me, how many times death visits, how many times I have to start new,
I have hope in my future and have never, ever lost hope in the Lord.
each day there is life
in the songs of birds that fly-
let me spread my wings
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April 29, 2016
Poetry/Haibun/Senyru/"Hope Is For Real
Copyright Protected, ID 16-783-981-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, Hope
sponsor, Nayda Ivette Negron
Eighth Place
first day
writing new letters
in the same old journal
a hymn
the only accompaniment
rain drumming the roof
*****
just in time
it stops raining
first cherry blossoms
spring wind
ten thousand frog croaks
collapse a rain-soaked silence
*****
at the shore
our footprints erased
in the turn of the tide
clouds
here and there
into the horizon
*****
the day's heat lingers
after dusk shuffling the cards
over and over
listening to the morning news
i brush tangles
from my hair
****
outside her window
one hundred evergreens
whisper the wind
his boyhood home
in the tangled garden
only the wind
*****
in the hour before sunset
cricket song again
filling the clear cut
early morning
the bright red barn
subdued by fog
****
winter sun
shines down on
the deserted playground
that snowflake
into the muddy puddle
without a ripple
*****
all the hues
of the rainbow are in it
this winter sunset
new year's day
the amaryllis flower
almost open
*****
Note: This selecton of haiku and senyru was originally published in 2000 as a gift booklet to family and friends at Christmas.
Long ago when I was a child my sister died,
Everyday in grandmas arms I cried and cried;
Time ticked and grandma left and I had to say goodbye,
Then when my baby boy was born and he never saw the sky.
Inside I dwelled, asking God why, a reason I wanted to know,
Nothing anyone said reached me, then slowly, slowly I had to let it go;
Getting on with my life and one snowy day my love crashed his car,
Gone from this world, deep inside I existed, my soul travelling so far;
Oh soon I knew that I had to let the pain go, but forever I will kept he scar.
My mom and dad held me close and protected me,
Beautiful love allowed me again to let it all go away;
Writing poetry and penning my sorrow was the key,
Suddenly my dad died, and mom left sadly one day.
the path is lonely
that leads me to her stone name-
mother I let go
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April 2, 2016
Poetry/Acrostic/Quatrain/Senyru/Letting Go- Over and Over
Copyright Protected, ID 16-774-190-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, Letting Go,
sponsor, Laura Loo
First Place
1. My heart has found Love 2. She Walks in Spirit
In the warmth of her sweet smile Through the Threshold of my Heart
Her eyes Enhance me Everlasting LOVE
3. A Forever Wish 4. A foolish Heart : CRIES
Together, with Love : Barbara Tears of blood, pain; Agony
ALWAYS Entwining Yet LOVE comes again
Author's Note : This is going to be a continuous Collage of Haiku and Senyru
I have written to my Beloved Lenore, plus many to " BARBARA JEAN GORELICK "
These POEMS, were written by a HEART, deeply in LOVE with "Barbara Jean"
Please BARBARA, Accept this Dedication of my LOVE for YOU...I LOVE YOU ALWAYS and
FOREVER YOURS ETERNALLY...Harry
5. Tomorrow will be
The First Day of FOREVER
I shall Enjoy it
Future dreams- I have put on hold because of dreadful fear,
Until now, I am trapped in a cemetery with the dead, weeping;
To myself so often, I say just let it go, let the pain go-follow dreams.
Until now, my yesterdays were more important than tomorrows,
Ravaged has been my short life and my future out of sight;
Ends of journeys usually mean beginnings of others- but I am stuck.
I have had a dark past, full of death and tragedy. And I am unable to let it go.
And what is odd is that my parents were the happiest people, never full of gloom.
Why cannot I be more like them? They were always looking to the future, they had
plans and dreams, and they never dwelled in the past. They could have, but did not.
My Dad used to say that life is like chapters in a book, you finish one, begin another.
I know that it will be impossible to live my dreams until I accept the sad of my past.
Accepting the past will allow me to move into the future. Yesterday is history and
tomorrow is a mystery, as the saying goes. I want to make new memories, happy
ones, but first I must find the happiness that dwells within. And move on because
I have beautiful dreams full of peace and tranquility and awesome new adventures.
I will take the past
lessons and bring them with me-
amazing are my dreams
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Written May 7, 2016
Poetry/Acrostic/Haibun/Senyru/"Amazing Are My Dreams"
Copyright Protected, ID 16- 787-517-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
Submitted to the contest, First Place Only II
sponsor, Laura Loo (June 18, 2016)
Second Place
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Written for the contest, Future
sponsor, Nayda Ivette Negron
First Place (Judged 5/11/2016)
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Poem of the Day, May 9, 2016
Aching
aching deep within
reaching out beyond the veil
never forgotten
All Aboard
body and soul combine
for the ride of a lifetime –
no return tickets
Am I me
I think I am me
I think, therefore, I am me
I am me I think
Astral Womb
astral absorption
blends life continually -
soul's evolution
Bloodless Bond
born not of Mother
parent of necessity
destiny fulfilled
Coming up Trumps
sharing true friendship
noisily expelling gas
no inhibitions
Conception
blending of spirits
natures nectar decanted
life's vessel refilled
Deep Silence
deep silence roars out -
in straining to catch whispers
no one can hear it
Destiny
deep thunder rumbling
silence envelopes the land
destiny draws near
Empty Noise
dry branches snapping
summer glory now faded
still tries to impress
Eternal Moments
past, future, present
moments form eternity
time stays forever
Eternity Beckons
body discarded
spirit struggling upwards -
too late to grow wings
Eternity
union of birth
individualism
union of death
Free Spirit
thundering of hoofs
freedom’s stampede of delight -
spirit unbroken
Insight
foggy perception
clarity of direction
avenues open
Night Fright
cloud creeps across moon
night whispers it's mysteries
concealed in darkness
Pendulum of Life
living in boredom
soul screams for activity
turmoil requires rest
Pendulum’s Swing
regularity
exist in cloud cuckoo land
life's pendulum swings
Pendulum’s Ride
enjoy all the ups
enjoy the extremities
enjoy all the downs
Post Mortem
Going through the veil -
Once life’s journey is a tale
Did your faith prevail
Self Pity
beyond human sight
loved ones find eternal joy
why does my soul ache
Time for Time
life's pathways beckon
moments joined into ages
cloaked by time's mantle
Time’s Call
friends not forgotten
re-union approaches
time's pathway beckons
True Vision
though vision is clear
perception can be blinded –
truth is in the soul
Senyru:
Perception
perception
is reality
apparent
Poets Write
poets write
spilling blood as ink
makes one think
Ivor G Davies ©
I am a nurse. It is a difficult job, very stressful and emotional. The patients need
us to be at our best. Nurses are required to be dedicated, caring, responsible and
compassionate to others. Nurses need tons of empathy not only for their patients
and families, but for each other. Now, I have met some mean people in my life
so far, you know friends who disappoint, even family members at times. But I was
shocked to find a nurse who was the absolute worst gossip and bully. Imagine
that! She would join groups to degrade, gossip, insult, sabotage, be mean and
spread lies. How can there be team work with bullying going on? Each person even
if a newbie should be treated with respect, after all everyone was new once! It
always appalled me and from my very beginnings I have never been part of gossip.
Once, for fun, I told the big gossip a story, that I was having an affair with a
older, well off, married man, and I whispered, "PLEASE, don't tell anyone!" Well,
that spread like wildfire. Seriously, a nurse being so cruel is something no one
would expect but trust me she is a pretty good talker. " Oh did you see her
flirting at the Christmas party with every guy!( I think that one was TRUE) Did you
see how much time she spends with her patients and with talking to the families,
REALLY! Oh look at her playing goody, goody with the head nurse! Did you know
she is having an affair with an older, well off, married man, yes, its true she told
me herself!"
this girl was brand new
I did not understand why-
my t e a r s gave me strength
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June 15, 2016
Poetry/Narrative with Senyru/The Pretty Talker
Copyright Protected, ID 16-800-637-0
All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
For the contest, Pretty Talker,
sponsor, Skat
Fourth Place
SCARRED FOR LIFE
children are screaming
they have the thousand mile stare ~
traumatised for life
TEARFUL GOODBYES
at the rail station
dad's hug their wives and children ~
say goodbye with tears
GUTLESS COWARDS
cowardly russians
indiscriminate firing ~
a mound of rubble
MEN AND WOMEN OF HONOUR
proud ukrainians
their bravery unsurpassed ~
russians retreating
HARBINGER OF DOOM
sounds of the cities
the wail of air raid sirens ~
herald deaths approach
LOWEST FORM OF LIFE
lone women and kids
predators and peadophiles ~
preying on the weak
PERVERTED COWARDS
men and women
stripped and humiliated ~
russian physchopaths
ANSWERING THE CALL
non ukrainians
International legion ~
help fight aggression
MASS MURDERER
visions of grandeur
twisted ideologies ~
vladimar putin
AN HONOURABLE MAN
the man of the hour
president vol zelensky ~
stands with his people
UKRAINIAN STATE FLAG
bright blue and yellow
a symbol of defiance ~
flutters in the breeze
WRITTEN 30TH MARCH 2022
My favourite chair
Said to me one night
Hey! Highlander
What you going to write
Is it going to be a fantasy
A Haiku or a Senyru
What ever comes from your thoughts
It's from the inner you
I have supported and rested
While you have written your writes
From many an afternoon
Into the early morning light
You never get frustrated
You just sit and ponder
For you know there are words
They are just out yonder
This partnership we have
Will remain as close as ever
Until the end of our days
Will be the time to sever
We will continue to be
One and the same
I to support you
With poetry your aim
My entry into Matt Caliri's contest " Speak chair! Speak! "
http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/poetry-soup-2.php
The freezing rain turns into black ice
If you're driving make sure you think twice
You may have a glitch
End up in a ditch
Take heed of the weatherman’s advice
~
cold winds start to blow
bringing first flakes of winter ~
bird’s migration starts
~
Flakes
Falling
Weaving a
Soft blanket of
Snow
~
old people indoors
but enjoy seeing others ~
from their comfort zone
~
Kids
Are out
Snowballing
Having great fun
The lake now frozen
Attracts some ice-skaters'
Who show off their skills to all
Many stay inside in the warm
Sat by a roaring log fire that crackles'
And thinking back to when they were a child
~
The children have fun in the cold
By the fireside huddle the old
~
Come
Nightfall
The sky clears
Stars visible
Temperatures drop and the virgin snow glistens
~
When as a child snow made me smile
And still does now for a short while
Artists paint the snow-covered land
While Poets create verse so grand
Spring time does seem so far away
Gets close with every passing day
The snow will go lands will turn green
But a wonderland you'll have seen.
written 9th august 2019
FORMS USED
limerick
haiku
lanterne
senyru
etheree
couplet
tertractys
rhyme.
For writing challenge 1, August 2019- Just write- Poetry contest.
Sponsor Dear Heart.