The Ekphrastic poetry workshop I attended on Wednesday was an inspiring event, and here I have written a tanka about a clay figurine as depicted in my Featured Image above.
I am ecstatic that during this month of personal remembrance for me, to have my special poem/Tanka, “Rivers of Love” published at Spillwords Magazine today, and I am very grateful to the editor Dagmara for accepting my piece .. Pease go and visit my poem at Spillwords and if you wish, leave a 💗 for my article, by clicking on this link >> https://spillwords.com/rivers-of-love/
Rivers Of Love (a Tanka, with an introduction quote) Written by, Ivor Steven
“How many rivers of tears must I cry. Before all the deepest wells run dry” …Ivor Steven, May 2012
The hail’s coldness stings An old wind pierces my eyes As yesterdays tears Etch raw ravines in my cheeks Her rivers of love run deep
Naked I stand before Him Stripped of common decency Debased, I kneel crying Sad words fall like rain Tanks are still rolling Over the Ukraine My Tanka’s are scrolling Down their bloody drains
Tanka #1. Sad Sky
False words smudge old clouds Gray clouds hang under sad sky The sad sky decries “Children are our butterflies And please stop the warring lies”
Tanka #2. Broken Biscuits
Life is imperfect Like broken war-time biscuits Re-connection waits Reconciliation stops Life’s sweet shortbread’s unopened
Tanka #3. Abandoned
May the stormy winds Calmly abate in Europe And bring peace quickly Do not forget the children We cannot abandon them
Epilogue
Cover me Give me beauty Inspire me Calm me Save me From that deadly bee Above the Black Sea
Featured Image Above; and the two images below, are photos from Derrick Knight’s recent post “Pool Patterns”, and you may visit his article by clicking on this link >> https://derrickjknight.com/2021/12/16/pool-patterns/