Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge #47: Shadow & Light

Be wary of strangers on the internet, just saying…

The rules of this challenge are pretty simple, create a Haiku, a Tanka or a Haibun on the subjects of Shadow and Light.  I  try these each week, let’s see how this week’s efforts turn out shall we.  I’m going to try be serious, honest.  I know they’re meant to be about nature and such but I do like to use them to try and tell a shortened story too.


Ill start with a haiku…

 

He craves her darkness

His light consumed by her will

Turns out shes a man

 

Hmm…not sure where that came from? Maybe some more detail added through the medium of a Tanka, pretty much a haiku with extra lines expressing my feelings on the first 5 lines.  But I don’t think its strictly a rule.

 

He craves her darkness

His light consumed by her will

Turns out shes a man

A Nigerian you say?

Cannot get his money back 

 

Ok, so as a story it’s evolving., I am not allowing myself the luxury of a rewrite, I’ll see where it all goes in the Haibun.  Never done one of these before and it’s late so might play loose with the rules a bit.

 

The endless click of the keyboard, day and night, reaching out with twinkling eyes and sweet smile.  Lonely hearts embraced and dreams force fed foul lies and rancid hope. Offers of that which is lost, never had or which remained unknown are his to freely give and without compassion he loves and lusts and smiles at family photos and brushes his hair from his face and tells you how shy she is.  A first thought with the sun, and good nights murmured into salty pillows bookend the time apart and the minutes until they will be together at last.  They are lines he has used many times over, but well worn and trusted they pull at heart strings and ignite passions satisfied in the night.

He craves her darkness

His light consumed by her will

Turns out shes a man

A Nigerian you say?

Cannot get his money back 

Cold beers, new clothes and food on the table, you are a good boy – you make your mother proud.  Each day is full of promise, each night opportunity presents itself ripe and ready to be plucked and devoured with sweet juice covered chins laughing.  Flights are costly, but can you put a price on love.

 

Well that all turned out a bit weird didn’t it.  Oh well, it is what it is.  Bed time!


There are some previous efforts here

Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 45 – #Tanka: Honey and Wine

Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 44 – #Haiku: HUNT & FIND

Screw you haiku Vol 4


https://colleenchesebro.com/2017/08/22/colleens-weekly-poetry-challenge-47-haiku-tanka-haibun-shadow-light/

Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 45 – #Tanka: Honey and Wine

The challenge was to write a Tanka (effectively a haiku with two additional 7 lines tagged on) and include the words “Honey” and “Wine”.

TANKA

The challenge was to write a Tanka (effectively a haiku with two additional 7 lines tagged on) and include the words “Honey” and “Wine”.  I think the first 3 are meant to set the scene and the next two express how I feel about it.  Not really cracked that bit yet…

I found this one rather tricky.


Sweet honey goodness

runs slowly into my mouth

No diet today

My inner Pooh bear unleashed

Wine fuelled hunger satisfied


Let’s try another


 

Wine poured, candles lit

Honey, let’s go to bed

Whipped cream, Ice, hand cuffs

This is not like fifty shades

the bloody sheets are ruined


 

Let’s try a more serious one…

 


Summer sun shining

Sweet scent of honey suckle

Warm winds on soft skin

Wilful seduction like wine

Warming caress on my lips

 

Meh…

 

Maybe I will try something different next week 😊


Fancy something different?

 

this people find funny…

and this is quite sad

 

 

You absolute tanka!

I’m still not sure I’m truly embracing the spirit of these…

It’s TANKA time!

Note to self.  First 5 lines set the scene, next two express how I feel about said scene.  I’ll give it a try.  Not sure whether they will be serious or not yet…


How he hates himself

All night cavorting naked

Vodka fuelled hookers

This morning he has no pride

And he has crabs, poor fellow


Pride march, jubilant

See the hate on their faces

Those who disapprove

Get them an umbrella it’s

Raining men hallelujah!


 

How she hates his face

such pride, always being right

Her mum wasn’t wrong

She hid her joy when he died

And got herself a boob job


See him strut, such pride

Men hating as from the hot

Women, he chooses

Still alone night after night

4 inches is not average


 

Want to read more of my stuff?

https://afterwards.blog/2017/07/29/a-collection-of-miserable-limericks/

https://afterwards.blog/2017/07/14/probing-a-cautionary-tale/

https://afterwards.blog/2017/07/03/first-blog-post/

https://afterwards.blog/2017/07/14/we-unlikely-few/


https://butismileanyway.com/2017/08/08/colleens-weekly-poetry-challenge-45-haiku-hate-pride/

Photo courtesy of Peterkraayvanger @  Pixabay

Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 44 – #Haiku: HUNT & FIND

I’m going to give this Tanka lark a go, never done one of those before.  I might even do a few.  Think Haiku with a couple more 7 syllable lines tossed in for good measure.

I’m going to give this Tanka lark a go, never done one of those before.  I might even do a few.  Think Haiku with a couple more 7 syllable lines tossed in for good measure…


We hunt the dark skies

searching for a sign of life

but what if we find?

watching people lose their minds

religion out the window


Lurking somewhere safe

I hunt but I cannot find

somewhere forgotten

Has anyone seen my keys?

I’m already late for work!


Summer holiday

kids want to go in the pool

hunt for the factor 50

man boobs jiggling in the sun

cannot find my self esteem


 

Hmmm…not sure I’m cut out for serious endeavours such as this…you can read about my previous encounter with the traditional haiku here.

 


Look can you see mike

hunt everywhere for a wife

he finds a girlfriend

dates her and took her doggy

out to the park for a walk


 

Ohhhh…First 3 lines are meant to set the scene, last 2 express how It makes me feel.  Let’s try again.

 


Watch children growing

find their own path in this life

from boys to young men

Tidy your bloody bedroom

and take a shower you stink!


difficult to find

I hunt for my inner voice

must write a Tanka

maybe this isn’t for me 

think I’ll just go have breakfast

 


Picture courtesy of tombud @ pixabay.


https://colleenchesebro.com/2017/08/01/colleens-weekly-poetry-challenge-44-haiku-haibun-or-tanka-hunt-find/