A Confession in a Tanka

Exhilarating, That day, when I stabbed the sky, The world slept in peace, The horizon bled to dawn, And I killed, ruthlessly, the night.

Kintsugi – Honouring imperfection

Let me just take some of your time before you go through the poem. This week I have been inspired by a beautiful piece of Japanese art and philosophy called Kintsugi. The essence of this philosophy is honouring imperfection. Imperfection is real, Real is beautiful! You can read more about kintsugi here As for the…

Dead storms, mornings bright ft. Tanka

The storm is all dead, Instantaneously gone, Shattered by the winds: Broken glass in lucid hands, capturing sun rays alone. ~ for storms will come, and storms will go, but you will make the sun shine bright on yourself with the very things that your storms will break…

All things Haiku!

April seventeen The national Haiku* day Here’s my Haiku* then. (*Now Haiku’s a Japanese style of poem writing which focuses on minimalism. Just three lines with the 5-7-5 pattern of syllables and there you have your Haiku! So here’s my Haiku then.) 1.The sky is so blue With tufts of white floating by Silence of…