“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh
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Saturday, February 7, 2026

NaHaiWriMo 2026 Week 1 Botanical / Growth

1. BLOSSOM

heat wave –

frogs yell in chorus

blossoms dry




2. EVERGREEN


comforting

sea of evergreen –

Australian bush


*


from the lookout

grey-green vista blends

hills and gullies




3. WILLOW


from a willow branch

enclosed in green curtains

the swing Dad made me




4. PETAL


remembering

my husband – a petal 

drops from the rose




5. ROOT


prompt: root –

my naughty Aussie mind

tries to think ‘plants’


*


that tree –

a weed not pulled up

by the roots


*


here in the tropics 

how I miss

the taste of parsnips




6. THORN


beneath

the fullest bloom

the thorn


*


a sideways push –

the rose thorn snaps off

instantly


*


my father’s roses –

thorns and aphids but

that scent!


*


























My wish for you: while you smell the roses, may you navigate the thorns. (American sentence.)



7. SAPLING


thin sapling

clinging precarious

spider-web






Friday, August 29, 2025

More

 

sunlight

a little more

each day

as Spring begins

waking slowly


Written for the 'Tanka Poets On Site' facebook group (prompt: More).



Tuesday, August 26, 2025

Deer


in America

my first time seeing deer –

shy, delicate

they appeared to me

though locals called them pests




Written for facebook group Tanka Poets On Site, 

for 25 Aug. 2025, prompt: Deer.



Sunday, August 24, 2025

On a boat ...

 

on a boat

on a river

sunny day —

my friend sends photos

and I imagine


















Actually one of my own photos from a different boating occasion.



Friday, August 22, 2025

Wing


gliding wing

swiftly across my sight

followed by 

a fragment of song –

Spring coming early




Written for facebook group Tanka Poets on Site

for 21 August 2025, prompt: Wing.



Thursday, February 27, 2025

Himalayas (NaHaiWriMo 2025, Day 28)

 

our small plane

slowly past the peak –

such vast white


*


so many peaks

smaller but not small –

stretching as far …


*


mountaintops

in all directions –

bright sharp white


*


I rode the air

to the Peak of Heaven –

and knew myself small


*


once upon a time

Mother of the World 

I gazed on your face




My response to the final prompt for NaHaiWriMo  2025.







~ Our souvenir from Buddha Air. ~