“I always think that the best way to know God is to love many things.” ~ Vincent van Gogh
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Saturday, February 14, 2026

NaHaiWriMo 2026 Week 2 Atmosphere / Elements

 

8. ZEPHYR

trembling leaves –

gentle breeze or, yes

a lorikeet!



9. LAVA


I love to see

(on screen) fiery boulders

erupting


*


a spill of red

down the mountain-side

settling to black



10. FOG


the morning fog

rolls back along the ground –

old memories



11.LIGHTNING


his new book –

illuminating

and fiery


*


filling the sky 

sudden burst of light –

shocking


*


watching the storm

breathless on the front step

the cats and I



12. ICICLE


a cold childhood –

that splinter of ice

in my heart




13. EMBERS


that night we sang

the fire burnt down to embers

then you were gone


*


family nights

roasting chestnuts

in the coals 



*


nights with Grandpa

letting the fire burn low —

all his stories



14. DRIZZLE


in thunder

and pelting rain, I pray

for a drizzle






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.