Sunday, 24 February 2008

Ink

ink black sky -
branches sway across
the moon

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wind
blows the branches
in the sky -
I fill my pen with ink
and stare at the empty page.


Ink for One Deep Breath

17 comments:

Selma said...

I know all about that moment of staring at the blank page. It's a relief when it passes. Beautifully written.

Mandy said...

This is a very nice pairing.

qualcosa di bello said...

i like the connection between the sky & your muse...

Janice Thomson said...

I really like the tanka - I'm sure many can relate.

polona said...

both work very well for me... branches in the haiku as if they want to erase the moon and a moment many can relate to well captured in the tanka

spacedlaw said...

This feels like night is filling you pen with ink...

lissa said...

I can relate to the empty page - sometimes nothing comes.

tumblewords said...

Yes, it happens like that! Nice parallels...

Sandy Carlson said...

Ah to be like a tree reaching for the moon when it's time to write! These are wonderful.

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Andrée said...

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UL said...

i guess we were thinking similarly with the first line in yours...your poem is much better than mine though...thank you.

watermaid said...

I like the connection between the metaphorical in the first and the more down to earth blank page of the second.

Bill said...

cold moon
branches scribbled
on the sky

Krissie said...

I really like the first one. Thanks goodness there will still be avenue for our haiku efforts!!!

jem said...

The first one is so strong. Its like the branches are trying to dip the sky to write on the moon.

Quiet Paths said...

These both are very evocative and indicative of one's creative process.

AnnieElf said...

Staring is so tiring. I'm always so glad when something clicks.