A New Era
For d’Verse prompt: Form: Tanka. Other entries here.
The Tanka is one of the earliest Japanese poetic forms consisting of five lines, and must follow the 5-7-5-7-7 syllable count per line.
A peacock’s tail eyes
spy a seclusion of love –
myriad torch lights
waft sensuality’s glow –
writhing rhythmic trysts of flesh
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The sensuality glows with the tryst s of flesh~ Admiring your tanka and title too!
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Thank you, Grace.
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Very sensual, great imagery.
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Thank you very much, Sarah.
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soft and sensual – in a seclusion of love
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Beautiful job, Anita. I hope you’ll join my Renga next month. The Haiku is written by one poet, the couplet by another and so on for a series of linked, themed Tanka called Renga
https://m.poets.org/poetsorg/text/renga-poetic-form
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Thank you, Michael. I’ll certainly give it a go.
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Peacocks run wild where my sister lives in Florida, not too far from where I will live. I will NEVER look at one the same…..just lovely Anita…..
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I could take that two ways. Thanks for reading and (you lucky bugger) is there room in those cases for me?
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There is definitely a spare room for my friends to visit me, for sure!!!! And I’ll take you to the peacocks……
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You sound like a weirdo…soz couldn’t resit that. You will have a lovely life I hope and am sure – if you don’t then blame yourself lol. We have been lucky to squeeze some sun this month…rain always wins.
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Well, hopefully moving to FL, there will be more sunny days than up here in the NE US. Yes, I’m a little outside the box, lol. 🙂 But when you get to be my age, you’ve earned it….
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It just reminded me of those people we tell kids not meant to talk to …like when they say, do you want to see some puppies? lol It isn’t funny and I shouldn’t laugh but that is also how my sister in law chatted up my brother.
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LOL! Well, I really could take you to the peacocks, lol. The first time I was there, we were driving down the street and there they were, just ambling along. I said to my sister, “Ohhhhhh, mannnn. Everyone should live where peacocks run wild….”
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Yes they should! will you be posting pictures when you are settled
make us green er than the birds?
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Oh some for sure. I have pics now of the peacocks. It’s incredible, they hang out on peoples roofs, in the carports under their houses, and in the trees….They make an awful cawing sound at 4 am, but then I know I’m at my sisters. I haven’t seen them in the town I’ll live in, but they do have egrets and heron. Sounds a little idyllic, doesn’t it, lol.
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Gorgeously sensual. 😊
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I like how you have those peacock tail feathers eyeing a lovers tryst! They are so beautiful.
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I love the peacock. Thank you for those words and the time to read.
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Yawa, if that’s not hot, it’s at the least mighty warm Anita.
Phew
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Well just going with tradition and I don’t do war lol. Thank you, Frank.
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Beautifully haunting ❤️
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Thank you very much, Sanaa
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Wonderful that writhing… A story dripping of lust.
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Thank you, Bjorn. I am enjoying these prompts.
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Lovely imagery in this!
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Thank you. Glad you enjoyed it.
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I think this is great, and I love the image!
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Thank you. Glad you enjoyed it, and for taking the time..
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