late august’s early fall

August 27, 2013

nights
draw in
as summer’s colours
fade
to fall

**

leaves fall
in august
that ‘no’ still echoes
above
the waning sun

**

Cape Cod
through the rain
my mouth is dry

**

rereading
old love letters
yesterday’s candle wax

(week111 http://dversepoets.com/)

hanzai

April 9, 2012

the length
of an apple’s shadow
blossom still falls
between
blinks

Aglaea

September 6, 2011

I place a mirror up against beauty and I see truth…

Her beauty lies below her skin
flows in her marrow
in her becoming
her being
her.

His beauty lies below his vellum
flows in his art
his Heraclitean canvas
his whole
him.

Her truth is spoken in
quiet sighs of omorphia
her esoteric essence
in visible
her.

His truth is read in
smooth syllable-veined rock
his exoteric expression
in constant
him.

(post scriptum: this is a series of four non-traditional meter tanka exploring two of my pet pursuits – beauty and truth. The first tanka was inspired by remarks made by Kerry-ann Mansford (http://velvetinapurrs.wordpress.com) about internal vs. external beauty. She writes beautifully and truthfully – please visit her. I wrote the subsequent three tanka on the back of the first.)

(part of Open Link Night week 8 – http://dversepoets.com )