Kim is hosting Poetics in the dVerse Poets Pub ~ today we are 'creating' mico-seasons ~ Japan's year is divided into seventy-two micro seasons ~ each lasting only several days ~ each with a poetic name
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Song Water
Arrival ~~
clouds
gather softly
as air hums with quiet hope
frogs still their breathing
Awakening ~~
morning dawns anew
song water drifts into breeze
glorious rainfall
Renewal ~~
leaf tips overflow
pond-mirrors ripple with stars
croaks weave through thick mist
Waning ~~
silence after rain
lonesome frog is calling out
steam drifts from soaked stones
What a wonderful form and clever line breaks - it feels like learning something valuable about life - jae
ReplyDeleteThe tokays (arm sized lizards) sing out for rain in the evenings, perhaps as it when it does come it entices the frogs out and becomes feeding time! Once the frogs get going, it's like cicada city.
ReplyDeleteI love the title, the form and layout of your song water, Helen. It is so gently paced, with a title for each section, and full for sounds such as ‘as air hums with quiet hope’ and ‘croaks weave through thick mist’. I feel sorry for the lonesome frog, but I’m sure he or she will find another frog to kiss.
ReplyDeleteThis is so lovely, Helen! I love this gentle progression of the rain and the frogs.
ReplyDeleteThese are BEAUTIFUL, Helen. A froggy symphony.
ReplyDeleteThe frogs we have here are so silent.... I am not sure I enjoy their song when I've heard them, but the do signal that shift in the weather so well
ReplyDeleteI had no idea about microseasons, but I think it's a lovely idea.
ReplyDeleteWhat wonderful experience my gentle friend — to be caught in your fall rain… :)
ReplyDeleteI love your title, Helen!
ReplyDeleteAnd “pond-mirrors ripple with stars
croaks weave through thick mist”
A wonderful post, Helen. I like what your have done with the prompt.
ReplyDeleteHelen - I adored this poem and the form you used flows wonderfully down the page. Paced and gentle
ReplyDeleteHelen, this is beautiful.
ReplyDeleteYou have given us four micro-seasons, Helen, beautifully done...
ReplyDeleteAn evanescent hush here, lushly virescent. Yum.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed your sweet water songs via haiku
ReplyDeleteBravo!!!
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Wonderful poem, so calming and beautiful - and song water is my favorite phrase for today! Thank you so much for your kind comment on my poem. (Anna at Chromapoetica)
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely, Helen! 😍 I love the title, the form and structure of your poem. Especially; "pond-mirrors ripple with stars." ❤️❤️
ReplyDeleteI love the flow of water, breeze, leaf, star and sound, that song sung by a frog that ushers in another cycle, another season. Beautiful, Helen.
ReplyDeleteThis was beautiful, Helen. I love your season!
ReplyDeleteHelen, this is gorgeous from the title to the last word! Love it. ❤️
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