Seasons Tanka Poems

THE POLITICAL NATURE OF NATURE

Though spring has arrived,
the politics of winter
is still teasing us:-
Yet, while cold winds have their time,
So will warm spring breeze have...

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A bright sunny day...
Naked tree branches glowing...
Ground-snow reflecting...
What a deceiving cold day
Juxtaposed nature canvassed!...

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Late June's musky days
and gardens tell their rapture
in colorful fumes.
Such feverish excitement
in season of bloom, verdant!

Scarlet and gold reign
'Til peach and plum take over
Pinks and...

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The sun is setting
Upon this new spring evening.
Winds are whispering
Lovely birds are all chirping,
As the trees are all blossoming....

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spring sun warms her bones 
the wait through winter was long
alone and lonely
now tulip and daffodil 
come visit for a season

time passes quickly
when walking with...

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Rain disguised as snow~
barefoot on the patio
as she smokes the day's 
first cigarette and wishes
for the hurry-up of Spring.
...

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buds become blossoms
newborn vegetation sings 
breeze in dreamy moods 
unwrapped in rainbow colors 
universe in sage-like search
...

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The moonbroch is quite pronounced tonight—rain can’t be far off. It will be good for the vegetable garden and save my back from having to...

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A slight comic gust
as vivid  autumn colour
turns laughing  dervish
we sense  the quasi-winter
prelude to Halloween fare

Back to school urchins
scream with joy to spite...

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seasons arrested
a sauntering airs freely 
a mass of escapes
panoramic difference
relocation picturesque...

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powerless creek creaks
unable pond pondering
sun shimmering hope~
a nuturing nature hails
chilly issue jiffy freeze...

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baby star heralds
hail dawning gild glimmering
aloof flora wakes
leaves billow parting top wisp
breath orangey-red's farewell...

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Fall is magical,
inking deciduous trees
scarlet and orange...
basking in Her reverie
Autumn daydreams in color....

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I too know not, leaf,
Where I’ll go on my life’s fall, 
But know, not to grief—
A lesson learnt from ye all
That I’ll keep etched in...

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Body of south breeze
Seized by the falling maple
Stranded gold field
On the door of autumn sun
Nature turns to rise thyself 



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October 28, 2023
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