Welcome to Poetry Friday!
Poetry Peeps! You’re invited to our challenge for the month of January! Here’s the scoop: we’re composing tan-ku, conversations between a haiku and a tanka, as created by Mariko Kitakubo & Deborah P. Kolodji. (This is a short-but-sweet challenge, given that we don’t have a full month to ponder it.) Are you in? Good! You have …two weeks to craft your creation and share it on January 31st in a post and/or on social media with the tag #PoetryPals. We hope you’ll join the fun!
One of my modest goals for 2025 is to share my poems a bit more often. Since I’ve been writing with the Poetry Sisters since 2007, I have amassed a ton of poems, some of which I even feel okay about, but they tend to languish in folders and never see the light of day. Rather than continue to emulate the Belle of Amehurst and have someone find all of this on my hard drive when I’m dead, I’m going to start sharing… they may be good, bad, or indifferent, but the point is that I did like them once, so… here goes.
The following poem is less of a real answer to a poem, and more of an illustration, if not quite a parable. I think religious writings of any faith practice contain a lot of stories, because that’s the way to break concepts down into digestible bits for the average person… belief is a MASSIVE topic. We all believe something …sometimes. That old saw about atheists and foxholes come to mind – even if our belief is ephemeral and unthinking, sometimes it exists, and I think it’s part of life that deserves examination like the rest…
Poetry Friday is hosted by Tricia’s Smith Corona at The Miss Rumphius Effect. Thanks, Tricia.
Happy Weekend, friends.