The Renku Sessions: Side Show – Week 20 (one verse to go!)
Hello, Everyone—I’m excited. We’re nearing the end of this journey together. Thank you, Wendy, for your lovely tributes to the process, to other writers, to John, to me with your special cherry blossom verses. They are like party favors that we get to take home with us as mementos of this memorable occasion.
And now to the search for just the right blossom verse to make our renku memorable. Here is the long list:
cherry blossom
gently decorate
the stroller underneath
Debbie Feller
*
may she never leave
her cherry-blossom farmer
and this village
Barbara Anna Gaiardoni
*
the gender reveal
in every
strewn blossom
the blossoms delivered
ahead
of the due date
a cherry sapling
surprised
by its own blossoms
the toddler’s gurgles
turn
into cherry blossoms
blossoms and
nothing
but blossoms
Laurie Greer
*
scattered
a billow
of pink blossoms
returns
to earth
a cherry blossom
a lei
of cherry blossoms
arrive on shore
madeleine kavanagh
*
grandma recalls
her pink tutu days
blossom viewing
a cherry petal
falls soft
as a feather
Keith Evetts
*
in one
fell swoop awash
in cherry blossoms
Michael Henry Lee
*
a pink cache
of cherry blossom
in the toddler’s pocket
Marion Clarke
*
gifts from the gods
cherry blossoms
everywhere
cherry blossoms
special delivery
wrapped in scent
cherry-blossom scent
arrives
in the nursery
they take wing
through a swirl
of cherry blossoms
he packs his gift
in cherry blossoms
from the orchard
she wheels her charges
in mom’s high heels through
cherry blossoms
in a swirl
of cherry blossoms she
delivers home-cooked meals
cherry blossom
soirée, an inventive flight
of city planners
the empty nest
on our chimney-top sprinkled
with cherry blossoms
an obstetrician
exits the hospital into
cherry blossoms
cherry blossoms
beget
cherry blossoms
John Daleiden
*
the harnessed river
surfaces reflections
of pink sakura
big sister clips
cherry blossom branches
for her centerpiece
her golden lasso
cinches a cheery bouquet
of cherry blossoms
Clysta Seney
*
first bite
a cherry blossom mochi
delights my heart
a simple little
cherry blossom
connects us all
dang!
there goes my dango
at the cherry blossom festival
first steps
a cherry blossom flower
out of reach
backlit
cherry blossom flower
rotates around the sun
a scout bee
waggles in the direction
of the cherry blossom trees
first steps
a cherry blossom flower
pirouettes
Diana Ming Jeong
*
no one
a stranger among
blossoms
everywhere
blossoms and
smiles
on nursery walls
bloom after bloom
after bloom
the scent
of blossoms as soft
as a child’s breath
Richard Straw
*
once again
the cherry blossoms
deliver
a lullaby
of cherry blossoms
in the air
Eavonka Ettinger
*
a pressed cherry blossom
in the envelope
a message of hop
a bonsai
cherry tree about to bloom
on the welcome mat
Pamela Garry
*
only in pictures
delivered to me
cherry blossom
Biswajit Mishra
*
the enchantment
as each blossom
unfolds
Carol Jones
*
first cherry blossoms
I miss them
already
on the doorstep
my share of
the cherry blossoms
Orense Nicod
*
memories of a delightful day
cherry petals
line the stroller
a gust of wind
then a pink storm
of cherry blossoms
a gust of wind
squeals of delight
children dressed in cherry petals
Rob Barkan
*
an arpeggio of blossom
rendered
in a single note
princess k
*
her face covered
in nectar
she flies to the next bloom
a sea of pink
cherry blossoms
fall as rain
a newborn
light as a
cherry blossom
Melissa Dennison
*
our postman
takes his lunch break
under the cherry blossoms
still vigorous
the old mountain cherry
blooms on
Jonathon Alderfer
*
slate buddha
reclining in a bed
of cherry blossom petals
dropped cherry blossom
petals
anatomically perfect
how soon
these cherry blossoms
fall into a spring dream
the tranquil flutter
of cherry blossom
earlier than expected
i nurse my spring newborn
under the canopy of
cherry blossom
Wendy C. Bialek
*
a forgotten toy
in favor of chasing
cherry blossoms
a toddler giggles
at cherry blossoms
falling in her stroller
children make
snow angels
in the cherry blossoms
Nancy Brady
*
renewal –
this year’s cherry blossoms
in grandma’s cracked vase
Dan MacDonald
*
at the stop
the bus picks up
some cherry blossoms
the many thoughts
again unwrapped
by cherry blossoms
Harrison Lightwater
*
cherry blossoms
a few weeks
premature
a soldier follows
orders to march over
cherry blossoms
the delivery guy
carries cherry blossoms
up my steps
M. R. Defibaugh
This week fourteen verses made the final list:
cherry blossom
gently decorate
the stroller underneath
Debbie Feller
*
in one
fell swoop awash
in cherry blossoms
Michael Henry Lee
*
a simple little
cherry blossom
connects us all
a scout bee
waggles in the direction
of the cherry blossom trees
first steps
a cherry blossom flower
pirouettes
Diana Ming Jeong
*
the scent
of blossoms as soft
as a child’s breath
Richard Straw
*
a lullaby
of cherry blossoms
in the air
Eavonka Ettinger
*
only in pictures
delivered to me
cherry blossom
Biswajit Mishra
*
on the doorstep
my share of
the cherry blossoms
Orense Nicod
*
an arpeggio of blossom
rendered
in a single note
princess k
*
children make
snow angels
in the cherry blossoms
Nancy Brady
*
renewal –
this year’s cherry blossoms
in grandma’s cracked vase
Dan MacDonald
*
the many thoughts
again unwrapped
by cherry blossoms
Harrison Lightwater
*
cherry blossoms
a few weeks
premature
M. R. Defibaugh
Of these twelve, five appealed for their unique and charming perspective:
in the time machine
we chart a different course
Melissa Dennison
still a blow-in
even after
thirty years
Marion Clarke
the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging
Tracy Davidson
a simple little
cherry blossom
connects us all
Diana Ming Jeong
*
in the time machine
we chart a different course
Melissa Dennison
still a blow-in
even after
thirty years
Marion Clarke
the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging
Tracy Davidson
the scent
of blossoms as soft
as a child’s breath
Richard Straw
*
in the time machine
we chart a different course
Melissa Dennison
still a blow-in
even after
thirty years
Marion Clarke
the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging
Tracy Davidson
a lullaby
of cherry blossoms
in the air
Eavonka Ettinger
*
in the time machine
we chart a different course
Melissa Dennison
still a blow-in
even after
thirty years
Marion Clarke
the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging
Tracy Davidson
children make
snow angels
in the cherry blossoms
Nancy Brady
*
in the time machine
we chart a different course
Melissa Dennison
still a blow-in
even after
thirty years
Marion Clarke
the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging
Tracy Davidson
the many thoughts
again unwrapped
by cherry blossoms
Harrison Lightwater
Any of these would make a fine cherry blossom verse; I love the way Eavonka’s verse reads following Tracy’s verse, but because we already have a musical piece mentioned early on, I finally decided on Richard’s. However, I’m hoping he’ll agree to rearranging his verse to read as follows:
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
And our renku so far is:
Side Show
the moon joins
a juggler’s side show
harvest festival
Wendy C. Bialek
a swirl of moths
orbits the yellow lamplight
Jonathan Alderfer
drifting leaves
pile up at the lock gates
on the old canal
Andrew Shimield
an inuksuk points the way
to the next adventure
Carol Jones
Earthrise
to the tune of Strauss’s ‘Thus
spake Zarathustra’
Lorin Ford
may I have this dance
for the rest of my life?
John Daleiden
I swing onto
his Vespa
fully committed
Clysta Seney
letting off a stowaway
in the middle of the heat
Laurie Greer
the cool
of the house
at the back of her mind
madeleine kavanagh
unidentifiable
vibrations
Pamela Garry
the dog’s ears
prick up
before the doorbell
Keith Evetts
death
is listening
Barbara Anna Gaiardoni
love bound
in the hereafter
of 1001 nights
Betty Shropshire
gracias mi amor
for melting my frozen heart
Dan Campbell
cold moon
indifferent
as mountains topple
Rob Barkan
in the time machine
we chart a different course
Melissa Dennison
still a blow-in
even after
thirty years
Marion Clarke
the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging
Tracy Davidson
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
And now here are your instructions for verse twenty:
- a two-line spring verse, the two lines should flow syntactically;
- link to verse nineteen in some fashion;
- the door is closed for all wild or bizarre subjects; this is our final verse. I will be looking for a verse that will leaves us smiling as we read it, a verse that carries our feeling of goodwill and gladness that we participated in creating this poem;
- please avoid use of participles;
- for the rest of the renku, please avoid any subjects related to festivals or circuses, carnival acts, etc. as well as death, house/home, and life; avoid any vegetation, any aromas, or children; avoid any birds, proper nouns, toys, and wrappings of any kind, avoid mention of landscape features, such as cliffs, hills, dunes, mounds, etc., and temperature, avoid use of a foreign language, or mention of any body parts, and the process of melting, thawing, etc., any reference to factories or any kind of apparatus, appliance, robot, etc., avoid roads, freeways, highways, etc., and no acts of drawing or graphing, avoid time of day, night, or year, avoid mention of visitors or visits for the rest of the renku.
- submit your verses by midnight PDT Tuesday, October 1.
I thank you all for your submissions and for your participation. I wish you good writing in the coming week.
Thank you, Robin, for being our helper—we are most grateful.
—Patricia
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combing the beach
for sea glass pebbles
first to come &
last to leave the spring soi·rée
another peek on the shade
of our sun tea jug
or
first to come & last
to leave the spring soirée
another peek at the jug
of warm sun tea
another peek
another peek on the shade
of our sun tea jug
wendy c. bialek
love the wonderful anticipation wendy!
I agree with Rob, Wendy…..it’s delightful!
in a brook’s spring rainbow
the colour gurgle
another version of the one below.
Love this version the best, Wendy!
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
with neighbors we mend
our broken fences each spring
through the muddy road
the caravan moves on
to heal the world
all we need is love
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
——–Richard Straw
.
10,000 ripples of 10,000 minnows
bless the warming river
.
fresh green vines
curl around our toes
.
in a whisper of mist
a sprite invites us to follow her
.
promises and goodbyes
at spring commencement
Jonathan, these are lovely, “…in a whisper of mist…” and “…10,000 ripples of 10, 000 minnows…” resonate for me.
Jonathan, these are lovely, “…in a whisper of mist…” and “…10,000 ripples of 10, 000 minnows…” resonate for me.
I love all of these, Jonathan. Especially “in a whisper of a mist”.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
spring morning
an ants crawls out of the earth
spring mist
ants begin the long climb up
sun rise
a light rose in the golden light
sunrise
light rose in the golden light
spring morning
an ant climbs out of the earth
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
the spring tide brings (in)
a faint rainbow
faintly at first
a spring rainbow
Hi Orense, “….a spring rainbow….”. is wonderful.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
Virgo drifts back
with sheaves of stars
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
we drink tea on a spring night
with Sisters of Mercy
nestled snug in our dreams
we point at spring stars
beyond our blue, spring skies
worlds for new magellan’s
we downsize in a thorough
spring cleaning
the April spring fool
clown hat on my head
“nestled snug in our dreams…”…lovely, John.
faery queen walking
in a gossamer gown
faery queen
in a back yard procession
faery queen blesses
every seed she sees
faery queen turns and smiles
giggling pixies follow her
Love these, Rob…especially “faery queen walking in a gossamer gown…”
thank you madeleine–the
faery queen thanks you as well…
Lol, Rob! Your welcome to both of you:)!
Rob, I love this !
faery queen walking
in a gossamer gown
I was Titania ages ago in 7th grade. I’ve always had an affinity for the the faery queen. This is so beautiful. Thank you for writing this and sharing with us. I love the alliteration of “gossamer gown”.
thank you diana—what inspired me to
write about faeries was wendy calling
madeleine and pamela renku faeries!
correction ladies! pamela said it first—to madeleine,
calling her a renku fairy…then wendy agreed making
them both renku faeries!
all worth repeating to spread the beauty and magic
of patricia’s renku.
Rob, I also agree! And thus inspired me to write the one below :)
Lol! 😄…Rob, you are so right…Patricia’s renku has been magical and filled with beauty… All the renku poets have made it so much fun…a renku extraordinaire! Diana, I love that we all inspire each other:)! It’s wonderful that you were Titania in the 7th grade… so very memorable.
Rob and DIana, thank you for continuing to spread the magic and beauty of Patricia’s renku by posting your enchanting verses!:)
Rob, I meant to italicize your wonderful words, “spread the beauty and magic
of patricia’s renku”.
“Rob and Diana, thank you for continuing to spread
the magic and beauty of Patricia’s renku by posting
your enchanting verses! :)”
madeleine let’s not forget wendy! her magical and
enchanting verses are from a wonderful dream.
thank you everyone else as well who contributed
verses of miraculous beauty.
Rob, you have expressed it so well, definitely “Wendy’s enchanting and magical verses are from a wonderful dream”! 🥰 Yes…to everyone else who does!
fairy rings
in a dew kissed meadow
Diana Ming Jeong
*** fairies for many reasons for my renku family 💐 🧚♀️ 💜
Diana, this is so sweet and wonderful…so beautifully written.
Thank you Madeleine!! :)
fairy rings
in a dew kissed meadow
Diana Ming Jeong
a precious gem diana!
Thank you Rob!
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
the kite mobile dances
while the cradle rocks
by turns the April fool
tidies the garden up
a sprig of mint
crowns the séance
a crowd of dandelions
wears yellow ribbons
Clysta, these are great…I love “…the April fool tidies the garden up” and “a crowd of dandelions wears yellow ribbons…”:)
dear madeleine, your offering of “she chases dandelion puffs” got me going; you bring infectious optimism to a renku. for this sideshow you have been a loyal sidekick 🙏🏼
Lol…dear Clysta, thank you….I am so very touched by your kindness and wonderful sense of humor… I am smiling and chuckling:)! I have delighted in your positive and encouraging words throughout this renku session.
I also loved “she chases dandelion puffs” !!! I can see it!
Lol, thank you Diana! :)
a petal
sails across the pond
blossom petal
sails across the pond
a walk in the park
the robin sings
perched on a branch
the robin sings
These are beautiful, Christopher!
Welcome to our Renku, Christopher!
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
*
Richard Straw
*
this simple picnic
turns into a festival
*
a basket of rice cake
and bean paste for the picnic
this tranquil gathering
inspires the novice
what a fine wrapup Carol … an homage to learning spaces.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
—Richard Straw
every day a new
new year and spring somewhere
Delightful verses, Pamela!
In honor of Pamela’s timeless lady bug verses…
lots of giggles
at the ladybug party
~ ~ ~
For Wendy and Pamela
fairies
delightfully dash to the spring renku party!
And to all those who love a good renku party!
just a joyful renku experience…it wouldn’t be possible without the support of our tight and growing family, and our sabaki,
Patricia who allows us to play, and experience this wonderful
sculpture to frolic around.
thank you, sweet madeleine and all who contributed posts
throughout the weeks. Hope we can all be here again to
make the next one together.
My spring dream would be that John Stevenson surprised us with V20…and wrote the ageku!
Wendy, this is a wonderful and perfect tribute to our poets, our sabaki, Patricia and John….looking forward to another “joyful renku experience” with everyone!
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
—Richard Straw
delight in the mind’s eye
spring cleaning
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
spilled across a velvet sky,
we reach for those spring stars
families set out welcome
mats in the spring evening
on a starry, spring night
the watch cries out, “All is well.”
an agreement to end
strife with this spring dawn
mortarboards tossed high
at spring graduation
Gosh, John! All of these are wonderful! I am especially enamored with this one:
spilled across a velvet sky,
we reach for those spring stars
Wonderful read! Congratulations to all poets participating!
******
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
****
spoon-pilot delivering
a slice of timeless joy
sponge sparing the spaghetti sauce’s handprint
of humanity
buzz left by sharpie marks
on her growth chart
the rattle of time
shaking inside
Welcome, Sandra…these verses are great!
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
lady bugs bouncing
at the garden party
welcome back, Sandra….i love your writing!
learning .the crawl
miss swimleys spring swim schedule
~ ~ ~
lady bugs bounce
the garden party
~ ~ ~
library’s spring program
braiding a crown of forget me nots
I LOVE these! Great imagery!
Awww, thanks Diana…it means a lot.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
a rain drop reflects
the world on a daffodil petal
a bumblebee
hums gently in the garden
sowing seeds
full of hope and expectation
a feather floats to earth
from nest building birds
Or
as birds build their nest
a feather floats to earth
leaving my bobble hat
in the drawer
patchwork sky and
rainbow in the valley
the fresh green
of fern fronds
the plop and splash
of mating frogs
the comforting smell
of hot cross buns
no mow may
the grass lengthens
nose in a book
exams are coming
Well I may have broken one or two rules there!
topping up suncream
ready for summer
suddenly the world
bursts with colour
thermal undies
folded up for another year
queues grow long
by the ice cream van
the magic of smiles
its warm again
the chairs are all taken
outside the cafe
the novelty of sun
on our faces
day trips
to far off places
reciting poems
at Sylvia’s grave
a clear blue sky
above headstones
that new growth smell
after rain
adverts for weedkiller
and barbecues on the telly
they erect a cross
high on the chevin
entangled ribbons
around the maypole
one talented gal! melissa
i agree too…..make that three scoops!
😀
All, delightful Melissa!
I agree with Madeleine. Especially reciting poems
at Sylvia’s grave
polite vows to meet again
float on the spring breeze
a sunny smile the same
in every language
a mad scramble
for the bride’s bouquet
endless song falls
from a dot in the sky
promises renewed
with longer days
pure spring water
either side of the path
These are lovely, Harrison, “endless songs fall…” and “a sunny smile the same…” resonate for me.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
spring clouds in a blue sky
race above our heads
our time to meditate too
on Buddha’s birthday
we listen to frogs
in the spring night
at low spring tide
we comb the beach
stars spill across the sky
on a spring night
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
sunny faces in
shop windows
ponytails sing-a-long
to a jump rope song
the smack of a mitt
from centerfield
a scarf flies away
from a river ferry
monks in their habits
laugh with the wind
These are lovely and inspiring, Richard.
Thanks, madeleine!
Your welcome, Richard:)
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
*
Richard Straw
*
dance steps left
in the fresh spring mud
*
dance steps still fresh
in the rich spring mud
a cluster of soap bubbles
soars above the clouds
Wonderful, Carol!
our blooms endureth
from generation to generation
Diana Ming Jeong
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms – Richard Straw
stubborn robin strutting
on the bike path
who needs shoes
on a morning like this
forests come alive
when you stop to listen
These are great, Dan.
Gracias dear madeleine!
Your welcome, Dan:)!
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
*
Richard Straw
*
the frisbee spin
of freed graduation caps
Wonderful!
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
a Valentine for the spirits
who once lived here
the swing rises
into a blue, spring sky
the box kite they release
gets smaller and smaller
a chess match warms-up
in the gazebo
procession to the church
on Palm Sunday
in the breeze
we laugh and hike
I love ‘the swing rises’
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
*
Richard Straw
*
graduation gowns billow
with high spirits
*
gentle breeze
blossom petals dance
a gentle breeze
blossoms dance
Hi, Christopher–Thank you for contributing. Something we try to avoid in renku-writing is to repeat a word that has been used before. The plural of blossom was used in the previous verse and dance was used in verse six. Please try again.
canopies and gazebos
abuzz with pollen
we spring forward
to embrace a new day
spring forward and
rejoice!
Diana Ming Jeong
Beautiful beautiful beautiful!
I agree with Pamela, Diana.
and full of delight!:)
Thank you Madeleine! Keeping it happy and upbeat! :)
🥰
Thank you Pamela! :)
planning the first
car wash of the year
a brainstorm on whose car
to go first for the tire switch
my relief seeing the bulbs
finally break through
A delightful verse, Biswajit.
meet you
dream come true
—-
ah, what a surprise
you miss me too
——
at the end of the conversation
feels happy
—-
i said something
your laughter fills the horizon
—-
I love ‘your laughter fills the horizon’!
Thank you very much, dear Pamela…
🙏
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
hands held,
ma and pa in rocking chairs
we hide Easter eggs
in the backyard
in our rock garden
the Buddha sleeps
John, I must say that ‘Easter eggs’ linking to ‘blossoms/ cherry blossoms’ stands out as a typical example of the resilience of the ‘Flat Earth Theory’, which apparently is still adhered to by many in the Northern Hemisphere, especially by people in the USA.
(which is odd, considering the USA’s advanced technology and that, famously, people from the USA walked on the moon and showed us all that Earth is round, like a big tom-bowler marble. )
Greetings from a busy suburb of Melbourne, Australia, where the snow peas are just about finished, the broad beans are in flower, climbing jasmine is scenting the streets and the cherry blossoms, up in the hills, are coming into bloom.
(and where the next Easter Bunny is expected to come in March, 2025)
:
each tadpole has
its share of the pond
each tadpole has
its share of the pond
–
Nice one, Carol. :-)
A delicate and enchanting verse Richard. A wonderful choice Patricia.
Thanks, Carol!
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms…………………………..Richard Straw
the colour gurgle
in a spring brook’s rainbow
@@@@@@@@@@
in a spring folding
plenty of room for synesthesia
Love these, Wendy…especially “the colour gurgle…”
thanks, madeleine…and i just posted another version of it.
I will look for it Wendy! :)
Wendy, your creativity and kindness are truly inspiring:)
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
*
melting snow
swells the stream
Beautiful!
I agree with Pamela, Andrew…Beautiful!:)
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
bassinets congregate
side by side in shade
youths join hands
to crack the whip
a cigar and a pipe
face off over chess
across a grassy field
statues try to tag “it”
around a pond
sermons in song
Wonderful, Richard…bassinets congregates…” resonate for me.
Thanks much, madeleine!
Your welcome, Richard.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
in a breeze, laundry tugs
on the clothes-pins
over rooftops
a spring rainbow
at the morning market place
everything you never bought
a doorman polishes
the brass knocker
this spring day fills
our hearts with smiles
dandelion wine
at the spring bacchanal
they pick dandelions
for spring wine
Congratulations, Richatd, on your tender verse. Delicate and enhanced with “pruning” by Patricia.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
butterflies chased
by a spring zephyr
.
sticky wings unfurl
in flight readiness
.
a sip of nectar
the butterfly’s ambrosia
Thanks, Nancy!
These are wonderful, Nancy
Sorry, Otto got me on your name, Richard. My sincere apologies.
18
the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging
19
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
20
parting gift a bouquet
op everlasting flowers
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
a toast with pink champagne
brings us together
we gather for a toast
with pink champagne
we toast the breeze
with pink champagne
pink champagne
rings on the breeze
a toast with pink
champagne chimes
like a tuning fork
a toast with pink champagne
peals of pink champagne
on the breeze
These are beautiful, Orense.:)
with a final tap
fireplace sealed
stratospheric balloon
releases its sulphur salve
windmill welcomes the rain
with the wave of a sail
google my balloon verse,
this is a real event.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stratospheric_aerosol_injection
Rob, this information is fantastic and hopeful. I am going to read it a couple more times!
Your verse “Windmill welcomes the rain…” is wonderful.
thank you so much madeleine, very pleased
you like the link and my windmill verse!
I am happy to hear this, Rob!
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms – Richard Straw
an uninvited yet welcome
breeze drifts through the open window
.
a soft wind dances through the grass
adding another breeze memory in my mind
a dad’s tender lullaby
is carried away by the breeze
memories of musical breezes
in my boyhood dreams
A breeze tumbles through the garden
caressing the rabbit’s ears
*
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
*
Richard Straw
*
the season’s first batch
of mud pies
*
the blush
of first flush tea
*
no price too high
for first flush tea
*
“season’s first batch of mud pies” makes me smile, Laurie!
I am intrigued by “first flush tea”. “no price too high…” is very charming.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
endless spring sky
beyond clouds and day moon
the evening spring sky
a light show of color
spring rain awakens
the forest path
John, I’ve been wanting to say I love these verses.
*
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
*
Richard Straw
*
the flap of tents
as farmers fill their tables
*
locals eagerly await
the reopened farm market
*
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
she somersaults
first blades of grass
~ ~ ~
first blades of grass
grasshopper’s meal
knee high to a grass hopper
she chases puff balls
~ ~ ~
she chases
dandelion puffs
picnicking in the backyard
spring break
~ ~ ~
taking the training wheels
off
taking the training wheels off
spring vacation
love this one! , madeleine
madeleine…..wondering….do you need “taking the” ?
LOL!!! how about taking off the ‘taking the’
Thanks, Wendy…Lol… let me see.
taking off the training wheels
spring vacation
I like it much better…it flows better!:)
A lovely renku party favor…thank you Wendy!
she chases
dandelion puffs with her net
avoiding the net
the mayfly bounces
avoiding the net
the mayfly bounces away
learning to bounce a ball
spring vacation
I love learning to bounce a ball…
learning to bounce a ball
spring vacation
madeleine kavanagh
fun link to (bouncing?) baby….with a spring youth activity and/or adult memory, madeleine.
“I love learning to bounce a ball…”
Pamela Garry
LOL!!!!! pamala….. if you haven’t met him already,
let me introduce you to ………
https://www.facebook.com/567832326649577/videos/2689137301101007
wouldn’t we all like to learn to multi-task like this ????
Lol, thanks Pamela and Wendy! I spent the summer when I was seven, practicing to bounce a ball… it was a lot of fun:) Thanks for the link, Wendy… Juzzie Smith sure can play the blues!
brother francis
bouncing on the pogo stick boing boing
Pamela and Wendy…. feeling light hearted…can’t resist.
Hahaha!
🥰
first blade of grass
a grasshopper’s meal
.
.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
.
–Richard Straw
.
Congratulations Richard – a very sweet addition to the renku for the blossom verse!
.
I know this is not haiku, and even the haiku masters used it, but my inner nitpicking soul winces at the explicit simile. Obviously Patricia doesn’t have a problem with it though, and that is all that counts. Well done.
Thanks, princess k. I, too, leave such issues up to Patricia and other haiku arbiters.
I will confess that writing a haiku (which encourages the juxtaposition of two images) is inherently metaphorical for me and invites the use of hidden and sometimes not so veiled similitudes.
I’m probably wrong, of course, about this and can’t provide a well-thought-out theory. But using metaphor or another similitude does seem to help when I try write a haiku or even read one.
My link, by the way, isn’t a “haiku” per se. It’s merely one verse in a chain of other linked verses that make up a longer poem. Or at least I think that’s what it is.
Correction (sorry):
“But using metaphor or another similitude does seem to help when I try TO write a haiku or even read one.”
Correct, Richard. In a renku there is one and one only verse that can be considered to be a haiku: the hokku. The first verse/ the opening verse. In this case:
the moon joins
a juggler’s side show
harvest festival
(Personally, I prefer to have a cut marker for the hokku, even when it’s obvious where the cut is. Basho, the master renku leader of all time, used cut markers/ cutting words. )
I feel the need to defend simile :)
Juxtaposition’s implied comparison tends towards identification i.e. metaphor and in haiku simile can have a number of advantages over metaphor depending on the circumstances.
– simile’s simple acknowledgement of similarity is less contrived than metaphor and closer to natural speech.
Metaphor as a figure of speech and mental process is more intrusive and cumbersome than simile. Using simile in some cases may make it less high minded more accessible and in a sense lighter, more in line with karumi.
– simile is more in the moment, the comparison is conditional, fleeting, flexible and more open to interpretation. Metaphor with the identification of its two terms, where one is the other, is tantamount to a definition, a general poetic truth which escapes time.
Of course juxtaposition with implied metaphor also has its strengths and advantages over simile but it is not a case of one being good and the other bad, it depends on what the haiku seeks to express. The masters as you remark made use of both.
In the case of renku inner juxtaposition within the links is not what we seek as there is already juxtaposition between the verses, so there is no reason to avoid simile if it serves the message. Juxtaposition can on the contrary introduce a certain choppiness and muddy the flow of the renku.
i respect tradition and modern renku variation in verse… so happy that Patricia has been open to our experimentation and is inclusive with such literary deviations.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
pink jellyfish like
a beating heart
*
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
*
Richard Straw
*
the trellis warms up with threads
of last winter’s mitten
*
threads of last winter’s mitten
tickle the trellis
*
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
the herbs they collect
brewed in a tea that heals
on the veranda
grandma and grandpa rock
she socks a home run
with bases loaded
spare-ribs sizzle
on the open fire
*
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
*
Richard Straw
*
pollen rests in the weave
of freshly laundered curtains
*
pollen replaces the view
through every kitchen window
*
wind-planted pollen
on freshly laundered linens
*
the fresh view of pollen
from every polished window
*
oops–I knew it was too easy. Scratch the windows.
Lol! Thanks for reminding us, Laurie…I was planning on a verse with windows. :) “…from every polished window.” is a very lovely verse, just the same.
*
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
*
Richard Straw
*
tying balloons
with maypole ribbons
*
flying the kite
from a maypole ribbon
*
lambs skip
around their mothers
a little sandpaper
to smooth his crib
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
eager eager eager
the swing’s creak!
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
out of nowhere
every butterfly
This verse is a delight, Orense.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms—————-Richard Straw
spring surprises
the kind we plant in each other
Wendy, spring surprises is beautiful…memorable!
glad you like it, thanx, madeleine
🥰
Patricia, thank you for picking Richard’s verse for V19 of our renku.
i was waiting to post…for when all petals, settled. So, glad that you
fashioned his touching lines fitting them in a place that eliminated any redundancy, in starting sentences.
LOL!! i could imagine, how too many “the’s” in a row can quickly turn the beautifully sculptured shape of renku into a robotic and bland shopping list!
So happy you are pleased with my various, designated, verses,
i love how you saw them, so creatively and and endearingly, as ‘party favors’. flutters my heart feathers.
Richard, so glad you embraced the rearrangement of your heartfelt lines…for the betterment of the whole work of art.
i loved the way you wrote it, and now its value has doubled,
since a master has left her touch on them….tailor-made for this renku.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
Thanks, Wendy. Much appreciated! Everyone needs a good editor, and we should all welcome a great one.
I, too, enjoyed your valentines. Let’s have Valentine’s Day year-round.
“So happy you are pleased with my various, designated, verses,..”
Wendy, by what or by whom were your various verses designated?
(I’m having trouble with the language here. )
Lorin,
I may be speaking out of turn here, but I think Wendy is referring to Patricia’ s remark at the beginning of this post about Wendy’s verses as party favors throughout the renku and her encouragement of other poets (and their verses) throughout the renku, too. After all, Wendy had the beginning verse (hokku), yet posted verse after verse, knowing none of them would be chosen because Patricia indicated only one verse per poet. I believe Wendy posts verses because she writes for the sheer enjoyment of playing with words and ideas. Just my thoughts….Nan
If I am wrong, I am sure someone will correct me.
nan-
so lovely, that you feel this way. thank you for sharing your positive and (way so kind) perspective.
editcrow and i have no better words than yours….you have us speechless! on the same page,
Wendy,
Thanks. Otto thought I probably keep my mouth shut, but fools rush in where angels dare to tread, and I have been accused of being foolish more than once. Much of the fun of renku, especially here, is the positive interactions of other poets we may never meet in person, and I often chuckle at the wordplay of your and other’s verses. Yours are like party favors, surprising and fresh. Nan
Nancy, I don’t think you’re “speaking out of turn”. I’m grateful that you’ve sent me back to read (or re-read) Patricia’s introduction comments for the week, which I admit I’d pretty much skipped over.
“Thank you, Wendy, for your lovely tributes to the process, to other writers, to John, to me with your special cherry blossom verses. They are like party favors that we get to take home with us as mementos of this memorable occasion. ” – Patricia
Having read this now, I understand better. It’s in English. It’s a type of English, perhaps a dialect that Patricia and Wendy might share, but it’s not my English and I find it . . . somewhat difficult to read at times, especially when I have a headache. (To be clear, I’m not referring to the spelling. I do understand the differences between English and American- English spelling. No problems there.)
I will now skim down the threads to find Wendy’s cherry blossom verses and see if I can understand what’s special about them. (“Special” verses compared to what? Ordinary verses? Special verses compared to verses offered by whom or to what type of verses?) These ‘special verses’ of Wendy’s are not in the renku, so they must be in this long thread or the long threads before it. )
Now I’ve googled, to be sure :
“What is the opposite of special?
WordHippo
https://www.wordhippo.com › what-is › special
What is the opposite of special? ; unoriginal · obscure ; clichéd · inconspicuous ; prevalent · tired ; unnoticeable · inconsiderable ; nothing special · trite. ”
Hmmm. What might that imply about all of the other participants’ verses, when compared to Wendy’s?
I certainly recall some “special” verses directed toward me that Wendy posted in a former THF renku, of which Patricia was the sabaki and which didn’t go unnoticed by some of the other participants.
I also recall some “special comments” specifically directed to me that Wendy felt free to make in this renku, that we’re finishing off now. These comments were deleted, after a few days. There are those who did read these, I know. There are also those who probably read them and then there are those who read them then deleted or helped to delete them. There have been no repeats of such comments by Wendy since then.
I appreciate Patricia’s willingness to act as sabaki for these renku, as I appreciate having been able to participate in renku that were sabaki-ed by John Stevenson and others.
About renku in general, many things depend. Personally, I can honestly say that I love the cowboys (and girls) but I intensely dislike the bulldust.
Lorin,
i can see where the confusion came…it is not a language issue
it a time/place (page/week) issue.
hoping you can catch up, soon.
Ah, Wendy, the fact that I was called away after I’d begun to respond to Nancy and didn’t return for some time. wouldn’t have helped either, as the ‘time factor’ could lead people into thinking (erroneously) that the threads comments were all consecutive.
I do think there are language issues, though. And “catch up”? To what or to whom do I need to catch up?
Richard,
yes to that!
heart day is everyday
I heartily agree!❤️
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
spring dawn ripples
through my garden
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms — Richard Straw
little league tryouts
this will be the year
the taxman hangs a sign
—gone fishin’
in each mail box
the new seed catalog
little league tryouts
this will be the year!
These are great Curt…I really like “the tax man hangs a sign…”
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
soap bubbles
soap bubbles everywhere
beside the mare
a colt nibbles spring grass
the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging — Tracy Davidson
—
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms — Richard Straw
—————–
(a)
in a drift of soap bubbles
all the colours of our dreams
—
(b)
each soap bubble floats
into its own tomorrow
Renku Home : http://www.2hweb.net/haikai/renku/500ESWd.html
SPRING–HUMANITY
*Spring: soap bubbles (shabondama, all spring).
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
snuggles within
our spring comforter
***
seeds gently laid in
the spring garden bed
These are great Eavonka! I love the imagery in both. It sounds so lovely when you say it out loud.
eavonka, both lovely, the seed one is my fav!
agreeing with madeleine.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
as daylight lengthens
peace-talks turn to song
So hopeful and inspiring, Pamela and I love the poem you wrote earlier.
“sweet nothings
in the spring breeze”
Pamela Garry
I love your delightful encouragement to me and to everyone. Like a Renku fairy!
i agree, pamela, that’s a perfect spirit name you created for
madeleine!
i my eyes, you are both, Renku Faeries
I am honored!
Awww, that is so lovely of you to say, Pamela.🥰
Such a sweet comment Wendy…and in my eyes both you and Pamela hold the title of renku fairies, 🥰 as you both truly delight and encourage us all in our weekly renku.:)
I am sorry for being so late in my reply…I had stepped away longer than I had wanted…these greetings are a joy.
the stork brings a baby doll
in Amazon packaging — Tracy Davidson
—
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms — Richard Straw
—
a drift of soap bubbles,
like us just passing by
Congratulations, Richard.
I do like that you’ve used the generic ‘blossoms’ here rather than ‘cherry blossoms’. There are many trees, vines and plants in bloom where I am now (Victoria, Australia, where it is nearly the end of an unusually rainy first month of spring) including the hardy climbing jasmine that scents inner city streets and some consider a nuisance. That may be, but it has a lovely scent.
That said, this is my favourite “cherry blossom” haiku, in various translations:
ki no moto wa shiru mo namasu mo sakura kana — Basho (1654-1694)
.
Under the cherry-trees,
On soup, and fish-salad and all,
Flower-petals — R.H. Blyth, 1950
.
Under the trees
Soup, fish salad, and everywhere
Cherry blossoms. — Makoto Ueda, 1970
.Under the cherry–
blossom soup,
blossom salad. — Lucien Stryk, 1985
Thanks, Lorin!
Wow! A cherry blossom garnish!!
Be careful about cyanide poisoning, however:
“Cherry blossoms boast a refreshing taste—think fresh garden herbs or other edible flowers—but we wouldn’t necessarily go shoveling down raw petals by the palmful. While only in minute amounts, the same kinds of cyanide found in cherry pits are present in the plant.”
https://www.bokksu.com/blogs/news/are-cherry-blossoms-edible?srsltid=AfmBOopab0aHNf4TOjbR0IeULMXAwkdYZw9e_ilU1KNbkNsdsevLdIAW
“Be careful about cyanide poisoning, however” – Richard.
True. :-) I doubt very much that Basho ( who, I believe, had a sense of humour which shows in quite a few of his haiku & hokku) meant that people were deliberately garnishing their picnic food with the petals. Focusing on cherry petals falling onto the fish salad and the soup is what makes it haikai. The exalted cherry blossoms drop or are blown onto the mundane fish salad: it’s down to earth, I think, and humorous.. Not ‘fancy’.
As is his haiku about a flower briefly noticed coming into bloom under a hedge, as he rode quietly towards the next stop in his journey. Briefly noticed because his horse noticed it too,
and ate it. (Such is life!)
Basho was the master of haikai no renga ( as opposed to classical renga) I think, because his focus was so down to earth.
Congratulations Richard for a breath-taking addition and thank you Patricia for including me in your selections. :)
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
soap bubbles
through soap bubbles
soap bubbles through
soap bubbles
just a faraway soap bubble
morning star
carefully sown
the mystery seeds
the mystery seeds
sown with extra glee
Thanks, Orense! And a belated welcome!!
Thank you Richard:)
precious mem’ries of my parents
always bloom in spring
Congrats Richard, I always enjoy your verses and thank you Patricia
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms – Richard Straw
a lovely stranger
smiled at my ugly dog
watching my dog’
pee on the neighbor’s flowers
waving farewell
to a fading kite
kites cover the tiles
on grandpa’s roof
Thanks, Dan! Back at ya!! You always draw a smile on my dour disposition.
Thank you, Patricia, for all your amazing work on choosing verses for this renku. I admit to the ache of getting so close more than once, but I’m happy that the process has been so helpful in expanding my understanding of the form.
Congratulations to Richard! My thanks to Robin for all her assistance and, of course, continued hopes for John’s healing.
Thanks, Eavonka! Your verse is truly lovely. Its synesthesia of song and sight is extraordinary.
a lullaby
of cherry blossoms
in the air
Eavonka Ettinger
Thank you, Richard, for your words. Very encouraging!
*
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
*
Richard Straw
*
the sound of the seeds still jumps
in the paper packet
*
the sound of spring breezes
in each shell of a seed bag
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
gentle spring rain
awakens the earth
Diana Ming Jeong
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
window boxes explode
with vibrant colors
Diana Ming Jeong
These are all delightful verses, Diana:)!
Thank you so much Madeleine!
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
rabbit ears
daffodils popping through
rabbit ears
gently pop through
rabbit ears
daffodils gently pop through
rabbit ears
daffodils gently pop up
madeleine, i keep laughing my way back and forth through your /daffodil/rabbit ear imaginings as you descibe our ever-changing world….so much mischief in your mind’s eye, thank you.
I am so happy they make you laugh, Clysta…your fun comment is making me laugh, now too!😀
I got inspired Clysta:)
daisies
making chains the friends laugh
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
high in a balloon
the curve of our land
from our balloon
the broad sweep of land
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
This verse is so ethereal…Thank you again, Richard and Patricia.
a yellow rose
for each poet and our sabaki
~ ~ ~
a spring shower
daisy petals on smiling poets
Thanks, Madeleine! The ethereal effect is thanks primarily to Patricia’s rewriting.
I hope you have a complete and permanent recovery, John.
Thanks for choosing (and improving on) one of my candidate links, Patricia.
Thanks, also, to each fellow renku participant. Your works are always inspiring, and your thoughts are helpful and kind. I especially appreciate this week all of your good wishes and comments on the 19th link chosen and amended by Patricia.
And, finally, Robin, your help these many weeks in keeping the renku going behind the scenes is very much appreciated.
***
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
a full parking lot
at the garden center
a noisy school bus
unloads at the arboretum
mother and daughter
pick out their corsages
seed packets line a shelf
above the kitchen sink
an orb weaver links
the pots of pansies
*
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
*
Richard Straw
*
Maypole ribbons set aside
for a future balloon
*
so many uses
for a Maypole ribbon
*
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
hope springs eternal
in an old family recipe
hope springs eternal
in grandma’s pasta primavera
Diana Ming Jeong
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
simply exquisite richard,
this one takes my breath away.
an excellent choice once again patricia.
all the best john, get back here.
robin you are our lifesaver.
ps patricia grateful as always for
including me in the lists, i am in
such excellent company.
Thanks, Rob! I was aiming for synesthesia.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
spring cleaning
candyfloss webs
I love this joint production, Richard and Patricia! It’s a lovely verse to set up for the close. What a wonderful journey this has been–my thanks to everyone participating, both in and behind the scenes.
*
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
*
Richard Straw
*
a lifelong subscription
to this spring in the step
*
the spring in my step
renewed once again
*
natural as a smile
this spring in my step
*
Thanks, Laurie! Like the rest of the renku, this link truly was a collaboration.
A lovely choice- thanks Patricia! Congrats Richard!
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
sweet nothings
in a spring breeze
Thanks, Pamela! Much appreciated!!
springing forward
into all there is to enjoy
spring and all things
being yin and yang
gladiolas as
i’ve ever been before
Michael, I really like your verses. …they are
very inspiring.
Patricia, thank you for including my verses in your long list of possibilites.
Robin Smith, thank you for uploading instructions and various corretions as need—your work is valued.
John Stevenson—may your healing journey continue in a satisfactory direction.
Richard Straw, congratulations on the acceptance of your Verse 19 in the Side Show Renku:
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
–Richard Straw
Thanks, John! I only provided the clay. Patricia was the potter.
Congratulations Richard. Your verse is softly beautiful too.
I like the subtlety of yours, too!
only in pictures
delivered to me
cherry blossom
Biswajit Mishra
I imagine here enjoying the beauty of cherry blossoms from a distant land by looking at photographs of them in a magazine delivered by a mailman on a wintry day.
Thank you Richard. It was a photo my daughter had shared a few years ago.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
we all join hands
in May merriment
This is very lovely, Clysta!
I agree with Diana, Clysta…lovely:)
Congratulations Richard. Such a gentle blossom verse to lead in to the last. Thank you Patricia for sharing your wisdom and guiding us through this renku and making the tough choices.
And, to everyone participating for their hard work and joy in writing and for staying on the path while keeping it light and fun: much appreciation.
Thanks, Clysta! Writing candidate links for link 19 has been the most fun of all.
as soft as
a child’s breath the scent
of blossoms
Richard Straw
and recipe of the day
fried vegetable marrows flowers
Congratulations Richard! Your verse is so sweet, beautiful, and full of God’s grace! Also congratulations to everyone. I love all your cherry blossom verses. This is my favorite week! Thank you Wendy for your cherry blossom party favors for us to cherish forever. Thank you Patricia and Robin and The Haiku Foundation. Peace and healing to all esp to John. 🌸
A lovely and tender tribute, Diana
Thank you Madeleine! I’m touched by everyone’s warmth!
🥰
Thanks, Diana. I wrote it in anticipation of a first grandchild to be born next spring.
Hi Richard,
That is so very special! Congratulations! I am not a mother of a human but I do have a niece! Your verse brought me back to that first day when I met her at the hospital. She was only a few hours new… and the memory and feeling and smells are exactly as your verse!
Many blessings to you and your family! 🌸
Thanks, Diana! Much appreciated!!
Diana, your writing displays an elation so wonderfully contagious to this group. Thank you for the joy you shower in our Renku journey.
btw: i left some suggestions…in a response below your mobile verse in last week’s verse 19.
Hi Wendy!
That’s so kind of you to say! I feel the same way about you and the poets here! I feel joy and happiness on our journey together!
I didn’t see the suggestions in Verse 19! I don’t know how you all get alerts but I literally go to each week and “search” for my name. Do you get email alerts somehow? I am using my wordpress login. I thought I would get emails or notifications somehow but I don’t get anything. I will go look now. Thank you!
Thank you Wendy. I have read it now. I will ponder it as I don’t know how to rewrite it right now and I have never written tanka. :)
Richard, this is an absolutely wonderful verse… it’s perfect and adds so much lightness to our renku…I agree that Eavonka’s would have worked so well too…so many lovely verses in the showcase, such a very challenging task…to have to choose. Thank you for your steady leadership and commentary, Patricia and all these exquisite haiku fellow poets, each week.
cherry blossoms
fragrance many friendships
This is so sweet Madeleine!
Thank you Diana.🥰 …Your poetry and commentary are so heart warming.
Aww than you, as are yours Madeleine! 🥰
Awww…touches my heart and your beautiful poems too, Diana.
🥰
Aww, so kind of you to say so, Maddy. 💜
a lullaby
of cherry blossoms
in the air
Eavonka Ettinger
Eavonka, I agree with Madeleine. I can visualize listening to the lullaby in this link a long, long time.
Eavonka,
I love your poems, they touch our hearts. 🥰
Thank you, Madeleine. It’s only “perfect” thanks to Patricia.
A perfect collaboration, Richard:)
Thanks, Patricia! I agree with your rewrite.
Another possibility, of which there is often no end in the writing process:
as soft as
the scent of blossoms
a child’s breath
Please ignore this suggestion, Patricia. You have reordered the phrases the best way.
Richard–thank you for being so gracious in accepting my alteration of your verse. There was nothing wrong with the way you wrote the verse. It was how it fit with the prior verse. I was prompted to find a rewording that would move the word “the” so that it didn’t start a line because the preceding verse’s first line starts with “the.” It’s a small thing but it does improve the reading of the two verses together.
Thanks for explaining the expert alterations you made. Moving the definite article “the” made a definite improvement!
Congratulations Richard. That is a lovely verse. Well done!
Thanks, Melissa! The loveliness of the verse can only be attributed to its editor—Patricia, the Patient Magician.
Congratulations, Richard! And thank you, Patricia and Robin!
amazed once again
as all things are made new
Thanks, Debbie!