“Iglish”: palm-burst noise City garden cries havoc Blunt carpe diem Inbred posturing front rows Masks of covetous fury.
The English tanka form has a 5-7-5-7-7 syllabic structure and is written from the poet's point of view.
Update: I think I counted right on a do-over of the second and third lines a day later and a tanka shorter! 😅
For Colleen's Weekly Tanka Tuesday Challenge and Cee's FOTD challenge.
Common-Place or “Locus Communis” — a place to remember
I don’t know about you, but I’m hanging on to summer as long as I can! For fellow simpaticos, here’s a late summer bloom and a Christina Rossetti poem to help.
The lily has a smooth stalk,
Will never hurt your hand;
But the rose upon her brier
Is lady of the land.
There's sweetness in an apple tree,
And profit in the corn;
But lady of all beauty
Is a rose upon a thorn.
When with moss and honey
She tips her bending brier,
And half unfolds her glowing heart,
She sets the world on fire.
-- Christina Rossetti (1830-1894)
Portrait of Christina Rosetti by Dante Gabriel Rosetti
Something about ferns cheers me. Like seeing dandelions growing in pavement cracks, spotting ferns in bursts of green under shady trees or hanging under shady porches is like seeing familiar friends. This one hangs out on our deck enjoying the summer sun.
For Cee’s FOTD Challenge, a tree whose split trunks look like a giraffe’s legs uneasily balanced in a tangle of wintercreeper.
Is it possible to go even one day without marveling at the infinite variety of God’s creation in our own backyards? This little garden nook positively proclaims it though it may be overlooked except by the Gardener.