Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Three Tankas For an Imaginary Garden

Delilah mezzo
sultry, sexy, melody

electric blues line

then my poor heart cracks open
into a river of sound

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angel wings touching words
a flowing river of sound

the bridge is broken

can that love repair my heart
will the music be enough


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the lord of the dance
left out in the cold tonight

the sidewalk’s beggar

there are blues wrapping the world
dreaming our dreams for us

14 comments:

  1. Hello Lorna. You posted on Real Toads before me so here's the official contact as per Grace's instruction. ;)It'll be interesting to see what comes up next month.

    These were beautiful pieces and I think you captured the yugen she spoke of.
    "There are blues wrapping the world" was an exquisite line.

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  2. Wanted to break these lines down in the Key of E and throw in some minor chords...wow, this really had a bluesy feel to it The last lines in the third one where so perfect.....yikes, those were killer.

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  3. These are wonderful, Lorna. I've just been thinking about music and the part it has played in the life of my immediate family, but I couldn't put music into words the way you've done. Looking forward to next month's challenge!
    K

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  4. Wow, fantastically evocative, bluesy, and thought-provoking. Just so good!

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  5. Lovely tanka...I like the electric blue lines, angel wings touching words and sidewalk's beggar ~

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  6. interesting! the lord of the dance took me off in a whole other direction :)

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  7. I too loved the electric blue lines...amazing!

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  8. Oh I love the blues and these really sing it..great stuff!

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  9. I like the way you worked this form to suit your own vision. Each is perfect.

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  10. Lovely... the second is my favorite.

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  11. What lovely words, Lorna! I especially liked the third one; I see a wonderful irony in it. Beautifully done. Nice to see you on the site1 You've introduced your work in such a creative way.

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  12. The blues, how you write, just begs to be sung in a sulky and smokey voice...love this!

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  13. I enjoyed how you broke them up with space, this actually really helped me. I was unclear on where the turning point happens and what lines constituted the upper and lower phrases. Wish I'd read yours sooner! Great job!

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  14. I admire your ability to really use the bridge line as a "flipping" of thought. You are a natural to this form of poetry I think.

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