East Wind Sighing Loud

Frosty Robin

East wind sighing loud

Creeks whitely swollen with snow melt

Let there be storms

Merry migrant song birds chirp

Rebirth of spring delivered.


I combined two challenges and wrote a tanka.


Tuesday, March 03, 2020

#Haikai Challenge #128 (2/29/20): east wind (kochi) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga


Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge- March 3, 20202: Today’s prompt: “Let there be storms”




Rita Hayworth “Lady From Shanghai”

Standing in the mirror,

She stared at the infinite reflections,

Stretching forth into the hallway of eternity,

Each image that of another potential self,

Broodingly she pondered,

Upon that most weighty subject

Which person should she be today?

Good or Evil, Kind or Careless?

She Choose, stretched forth her hand,

Touching that fractal glass effigy,

Light flashed and She became reality.



Tuesday, January 14, 2020

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, January 14, 2020: Today’s prompt: Use the phrase “standing in the mirror, she….” in a piece of prose or poetry.


Corrupted Keepsakes



Our corrupted keepsakes—those self-inflicted injuries

Frozen in time—crystalized chronological capsules

Editorialized memories—renovated recollections

Obscured by that-is-the-way-it-should-have-been

Laundered to a state of that-is-how-I-want-to-remember-it

Substance and soul unite with the consciousness

Glossing over all the petty annoyances

Presenting brightly gleaming perfect bygones

Thus we cuddle ourselves in that comforting down

Like shattered prismatic shards

Comprised of imperfect recollections.


December 12, 2019

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge December 10, 2019: Use the word “frozen” in a poem or piece of prose.

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge December 10, 2019

Descending Trajectory


A blizzard of thoughts whirled through my mind

Shimmying specters of sanguinary slaughter

Souls screaming a syncopated symphony

The distinctive coppery scent of blood rich in my nose

Bittersweet taste of pain and suffering on my tongue

Feeling flesh rend and tear beneath my fingers

I guzzled all these sensations down–gulping hugely

Savoring the frozen, chilled winds of wicked will

That swept over my soul—erasing slate board clean

Of the deadly dulling daily drill—rigidly robotic

I supped deep from the wellspring of wickedness

Touching the underside of my perverse self

Frenziedly spiraling in a descending trajectory.



Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: November 12, 2019

Let these words inspire you.  Use one, some, or all of them—- blizzard of thoughts, frozen, chilled winds




couple elderly man old
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Swiftly failing memory

Trauma less retrograde amnesia

That daily duel with the doddering drudge

The friendly fog of forgetfulness

Erasing the bad with the good

The sweet soothing balm of oblivion

Kindly buffering the agonizing pain of loss

Expunging both broken dreams and hearts

Shrouding all the disagreements and battles

Cushioning the relentless creep of old age

With the gentle haze of oncoming senility.



Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: November 5, 2019: Today’s prompt: Write a piece of prose or poetry with the phrase “swiftly failing memory” in it

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: November 5, 2019

Lurking Quietly Behind the Beauty

Lurking quietly behind the beauty
Proud panoply of multicolored trees
Dark vees mournfully honking south
A certain tart crispness in the air
The languishing taste of autumn
That distinctive odor of fallen leaves
Softly brimming with creeping decay
All these things hint at the hidden truth
The year is silently fading away.

Tuesday, October 29, 2019
Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge October 29, 2019: Use the phrase “behind the beauty” in any kind of writing you choose

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge October 29, 2019

Summer’s Last Dying Kiss

red and orange autumn leaves on the ground and on trees beside body of water
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Luminous sunshine radiates down

an electric blue sky vibrates overhead

traced with a fine lacing of wispy white clouds

trees swathed boldly in motley color

vaunt their autumnal plumage

unharvested fields glow golden

skein of geese honking south

soft rustling swirl of dry leaves

a warm breeze gently caressing the cheek

summer’s last dying kiss.


October 15, 2019

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, October 15, 2019: Today’s prompt: Use the words “last dying kiss” in a piece of poetry or prose

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, October 15, 2019



shallow focus photo of woman holding her hair
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Trapped in my ancient fear

Afraid to reach out

Connect to another

Wary of further rejection

I withdraw into the safety of my soul

A fortress of solitude indeed.



Inspired by: Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, October 1, 2019 Today’s prompt: Write anything around the theme or words: Trapped in my ancient fear

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, October 1, 2019


Emoji, Haiku, Tanka Challenge

I’m issuing a Challenge! I’m starting a new form of Haiku or Tanka, ones that include Emojis. The Emojis are pronounced as what they represent. Why not try one yourself? My example, a Tanka is posted below. Puns are encouraged! I look forward to your entries.

I hear sleet ‘ticking’

Against my dark window panes

EmogiFrown, no school again

Morning, the alarm clock peals

And the kids come EmojiAndroidDragonFace in.

Emily EmojiWinkAndHand


(The emojis are in order of use: Frown, dragon, a wink and okay)