chroma dye cast hour #tanka tuesday


pecks at
crab apple,
a blushing bride

stars wink back-lit bright
open India ink sky
as rustling wings clatter by
this eve a long stain

one held aloft
in soft palms
a plum
blue bruise
ignites delight

a warming belly
this sangria jam-jar dream
flushes in blueberries’ scheme
flamenco dances

in mid-sky flight
a scrape, smear
look up
look beyond
the old witched hour

when a broken rib
served a cocktail for the girl
Eve forsake her name, a whirl
a kiss on his lips

sweet black bird stain
comes home;

Arkquain Swirl: Syllabic: 1234~5775~4321234~5775~4321234~5775~4321
*7 syllable lines end rhyme ; titled + centered

Iris is
half-light complexion
dusk dancer
phthalo blue
silver edged petals aglow
fireflies come calling

Shadorma: A non-rhyming, six line poem (sestina) with the following syllable count: 3/5/3/3/7/5.

This Dying Light

Feeling the blue genes, kneeling in the garden, denim is a reference point, saturating the sky. Looking up, it’s time to eat the raspberry swirl sun. Take it in-mouth, in-house, letting it infuse every water molecule in my body’s composition; the moon milk-bathes herself ready, before the curtain rises, just as the stars flick-on, the bats tilt-a-whirl tipsy, gulping bugs. I dissolve like salt in hot water, wondering who conducts this orchestra.

in the afterglow
I shadowbox with my eyes
a blue bruise creases
logic’s suggestion tinting
the in-between hour

Tanka would be a 5-line, 5-7-5-7-7 syllable poem.
While imagery is still important in tanka, the form is a little more conversational than haiku at times. It also allows for the use of poetic devices such as metaphor and personification; Tanka prose contains a title. One basic requirement: one paragraph, and one tanka. There are two basic forms in classic tanka prose: Preface (explanation), and the Poem Tale (episodic narration). No rhyming.

Eventide is
the begging sun, on its knees, a suggestion of a fruit-stained plate, in hand, smeared mouth wanting –

cricket song in the long grass chimes

The one-bun was invented by Jim Kacian. The one-bun is an ultra-short haibun which has just one line of prose (including the title) and a (one-line) haiku.

โœ– written for Tanka Tuesday: #247: Synonyms Only: 12 Oct. ’21: inspo: word challenge: “twilight + hue” but substituting synonyms.

Wildchild47. all rights reserved 2021.

15 thoughts on “chroma dye cast hour #tanka tuesday

  1. Another set of word-paintings, each evocative and richly textured. “Playing” with forms, a flowing cascade of words and images. Wow seems insignifcant a response, but damn it wow-ful it is! Byhaps, should words return, so shall I.
    I want to savour these po.ems again, bathed in twilight, wrapped in hues of eventide.

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    • thanks so much – actually, I think I like the last one, the one-bun the best; I’ve taken the first, and pulled it out of the meter (if that’s the correct term) just to see, and a small amount of snip and adjustment makes it so much better – so yah, either the content is off, or the form isn’t quite right etc. Blah blah blah ๐Ÿ˜Œ

      anyhow, I always learn a bit more when I do these challenges, so that’s okay … it’s a creative process and a “bag” of “impressions” + ideas … doesn’t mean it’s my “best” stuff, but it’s …. stuff ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜

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  2. What a fascinating exploration of these various forms. I have come across most of them, but the first was new, as well as the variations on tanka and haibun. You have stretched yourself in each, and each is very different in some ways, similar in others. The image is the constant, and you dress it like a doll in all these rich and detailed overlapping moods. I applaud the craft and the ambition, as well as the skill and effect, on display here. My favorite lines:”…the old witched hour//when a broken rib/served a cocktail for the girl..” and “ the afterglow/I shadowbox with my eyes…” So glad to be reading you again.

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    • thanks so much ๐Ÿ™‚

      sometimes though, the form becomes too much of a constraint for the ideas, but it’s just a challenge, and so I shall accept it as just being what it is, what comes of it; if anything, I do learn new things, keep the brain busy and it can at least offer room for ideas to expand.

      I agree with you – I REALLY love the line about the witched hour/broken rib/cocktail served – that was definitely inspiration being channeled from elsewhere ๐Ÿ˜‰

      thanks for taking time to stop by – much appreciated

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  3. Words donโ€™t form to do justice to what youโ€™ve crafted here. Nothing I could say could describe the beauty this leaves me with. All of them are lovely and Im just so glad to get a chance to read you. Thanks you, Wild Child. Keep going.

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    • thanks again Selma, for such encouragement – I’m glad that you take something away from whatever I “scribble and scratch out” – if anything, that’s ultimately what matters, at least for me – because I’m not a poet – I’m more of a story-teller – or as I often call myself, a “bone collector” – I gather impressions and images, then try to figure them out – often stripping back layers, and then just weaving new ideas, or pulling forth (what I might see) from within the depths – of course, sometimes, it’s just complete fancy/imagination at work/play ๐Ÿ˜‰


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