Paleness

 

ghosting in

vapour by vapour in the blue

that paleness is the moon

 

where last year dangles

on one horn of tonight’s moon

its paleness tilts

 

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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #637, Departing Year, another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here.

Ancient Laughter

 

ancient laughter

captured in a canyon wind –

yucca leaves, rustling          (© Paloma)

 

it’s the sound of shade

and an old lizard feels blessed        (Blake)

 

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This poem is part of Carpe Diem’s Tan Renga Challenge #66, Jen’s “ancient laughter”, another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. In this challenge a lovely haiku by Jen of Blog It or Lose It was our inspiration and we were asked to take her hokku and add two lines in approximately 7/7 syllables, to create a two-person tanka, a tan renga. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here.

For me, with zero experience of deserty canyons, that type of landscape means Clint Eastwood, so let’s finish with some Ennio Morricone –
 

Silver Zips

 

silver zips unzip

quick squeals meet black leather

the fireworks start

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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #636, Fireworks, another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. Tonight’s festive TV naturally included celebrations of the life and works of the king, including his ’68 comeback special – which is the only reason my mind was focused on black leather, see –
 

Twilight

 

twilight frost gets ignored

in a doorway, in a basque

in December

 

working in Soho

the street’s damp blooms

in the twilight frost

 

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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Special #124, Richard Wright’s last haiku of this month, another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here.  Admittedly, the prompt took me a long way from Richard Wright’s haiku this time, but ah well… here are The Pogues.
 

Little Stars

 

little stars

shining words scatter

from a little mouth

 

talk is so little

under all the little stars

the vaguest comfort

 

then talk closes

in the distance between us

little stars

 

little stars

who hears brilliant words

come close

 

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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #635, Stars, another great prompt hosted by Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here’s a delicate song by Big Star –