Oats and Coffee

Colorful leaves whirl across a gray sky,
as the aroma of brewed coffee 
swirls about the kitchen.
A pot of bubbling liquid is filled
with oats, cinnamon, nutmeg
and an oozy dollop of maple syrup.
Engulfed in warm comfort
on a crisp autumn morning.


dVerse Quadrille #235 hosted by De.

W3 Prompt #184: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Marion, prompts us write any form on the theme of comfort food.

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A Tanka: Zombification

Magic concoctions
Ancient voodoo rituals
The undead exhumed
Revived under veil of night
Condemned to grim servitude


TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 37, hosted by Yvette.


I recently visited the Musée des Confluences in Lyon, France and was fascinated by their special exhibit: “Zombies – the origins.” For those interested, the following is the museum’s description of the zombification process:

“The process of zombification is precisely structured: the sorcerer (bokor) prepares the poison using a toxic fish… mixed with other venomous plants or animals along with powdered human bones. The preparation is then applied to the clothes of the victim.

A few hours later, when the poison takes hold, the victim appears to be dead. Burial takes place quickly and death certificates can be signed by two witnesses from the secret society. The following night, the bokor defiles the tomb and unearths the ‘corpse,’ restoring the victim to life with the help of an antidote and whipping them with long grass.

Thus stripped of both freedom and free will, the zombie may live on for several years in the service of the bokor… The zombie’s state of torpor can be maintained by depriving them of salt… When the bokor dies, or the drugging stops, the zombie may recover a degree of consciousness and potentially become free again.

Since the controversial research of Canadian ethnobotanist Wade Davis in the 1980s, who described this process in detail, we now know that the zombification process is in fact much more complex. Experiments conducted by Japanese researchers have shown that tetrodetoxin probably plays a very minor role in the process, at best. The concept of zombification is about far more than simple chemistry, and involves an entire system of beliefs and traditions.”

A Tanka: Touring France

Traveling through France
Pebbly beaches underfoot
To snow peaked mountains
Viewed through dusty train windows
Raindrops fall on autumn leaves

Xingfumama’s Pull Up a Seat Photo Challenge, week 43.

Instructions on Not Giving Up

I have quite the problem you see
As there is no head atop me
Well, I started the duel
(I know I’m a fool)
He lopped off my head
But I find I’m not dead

The red Hunter’s Moon bewitched me.

I managed to stay on my horse
(He is prone to canter off course)
Dismount I cannot
So forever I trot
On the back of a steed
That pays me no heed
A cruel retribution
This failed execution

The round Hunter’s Moon mocks me.

Though I have found delight
In causing a fright
As I ride through each town
Turn it upside down
Consolation I reckon
I’ve become quite the legend

The sly Hunter’s Moon applauds me.


W3 Prompt #181: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Kerfe, prompts us to write a Bop poem titled “Instructions on Not Giving Up.”

dVerse Poetics: Hold Onto Your Head!, hosted by Merril


Hunter’s Moon rises
Unleashing magic on earth
Supernatural


TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 34, Hunter’s Moon, hosted by Willow.

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Autumn Reunion

Like old friends passing
Dying leaves wave in the wind
Their fall departure
Invokes a sweet retrouvaille
In vivid autumn color


Colleen’s TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 33.

Val’s Scavenger Hunt – “Looking to Slide into Seasonal Change” No. 1

Retrouvaille – a French word meaning “[t]he happiness of meeting again after a long time.”

Crushed

Blind are those who wield the power to balance the scales of justice. Laws written to protect the powerless are misinterpreted in favor of the autocratic or ripped to shreds.

The house of cards topples
Under weight of king’s gold
His subjects crushed 


W3 Prompt #180: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Reena, prompts us to: “Write in either Prosimetrum or Versiprose form: both combine alternating passages of prose and verse.” She provides two images for inspiration.

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The Small Things

I see the large trees
but the lichen calls my name
autumn woods

Color dances
its grand finale
withering vines

In stillness
is great transformation
a monarch emerges


TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 32, hosted by Selma.

Hay(na)ku Series

Romantic love:

Two 
A tangle 
Wrapped in now

Familial love:

Brood
Tough work
Held with joy

Self love:

I
Choose me
Faults and all

Unrequited love:

You 
Want me
To part ways

Enduring/Timeless Love:

Here
Us two
For all time


W3 Prompt #179: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Michelle, prompts is to write a Hay(na)ku series on the theme of love.

Cooper’s Hawk

I. J.’s Birds of the Week Invitation CXXXV

Remembering Hurricane Helene

Utter stillness 
until she arrives 
with little warning
of the disaster she unleashes
upon the mountains 
in a fury of floods
that cause land to slide and houses to topple 
into bloated rivers that wash away 
everything
but the survivors
who observe the wreckage
in stunned silence

W3 Prompt #178: Wea’ve Written Weekly hosted by poet of the week, Jaideep.

Higher ground safety
Quite simply a delusion
There is no escape
Autumn mountains slide away
Helene passes through clueless

TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 31, hosted by Yvette.