Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Queen of the night


Epiphyllum oxypetalum
Queen of the Night
Photo by M. Penaranda



in darkest of nights
my hands open to receive you-
burst forth as lightning
unfolding every jagged line bold-
you are beautifully made


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when the sky is dry
her hands are water
when night is cold, 
her hands are catching fire opals-
mother, thread my hands with yours




and Poetry Jam:   Hands - Trying my hand in tanka form as its been some time since I wrote one ~  Thanks for the visit ~

39 comments:

  1. I especially like the first one (though both are good). I like the sense of longing and admiration for the subject.

    Oddly enough, I chose tanka for this prompt as well.

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  2. Very lovely, Grace, especially the mother's and daughter's hands......

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  3. Love this and the catching of fire opals, so thought provoking and such images

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  4. both very nice...but I love the energy of that first one....
    the hands being lightning that burst forth
    makes for such a cool image...

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  5. I like both your tanka (?) especially the second one is amazing.. very strong.

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  6. Both of these are so lovely and have such a gentle and loving feel. The flower photo is beautiful too.

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  7. Dear Grace
    You are a wonderful poet. I love the rythm in your words!

    Hugs
    JetteMajken

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  8. Nice, fresh, beautiful verses! ~ Glad you back Grace :)x

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  9. Beautiful tanka, Grace: " thread my hands with yours" - an indelible line of poetry.

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  10. Both of these are lovely, Grace. Love the positive expression of "You are beautifully made" which I think many of us need to ponder & take to heart.

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  11. These are so beautiful. The second speaks profoundly to me. I love its ending. Thank you so much for taking part in the challenge.

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  12. These are so lovely Grace, I especially like the words "my hands open to receive you" You inspired my poem, I hope this is OK with you.

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  13. Both are so beautiful, Grace... but I especially like the first one.

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  14. I like bot tanka, grace, but I think I like the second one better. Nice to see you back!

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  15. Hands pulling through no matter what, both are great

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  16. A beautiful take on the prompt,Grace!

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  17. Best described the strength of women which many missed to appreciate. Nicely Grace!

    Hank

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  18. Such exquisitely written poems - each with its own intensity.

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  19. These are so elegant, Grace...the opals stand out for me.

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  20. Both poems give me that sense of beautiful relationship--to art, life and to one I still reach for ...

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  21. luv them both; the first i like better

    much love...

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  22. Very beautifully writ, Grace. My favorite is the second.

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  23. I am in awe of that second tanka.

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  24. Now I want to hug my grandma. I think I will... *closing my eyes and hugging the memories of her close to my chest.*

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  25. this is lovely Grace... so elegant

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  26. I love the second one---especially this:

    "when the sky is dry
    her hands are water"

    That is stunning and deeply moving. There is no greater connection than the one between a mother and her child, even if they are separated by death.

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  27. Hi Grace,

    Welcome back! Both are are wonderful but, I am leaning towards the first one as there is something about the night and the willingness to receive.

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  28. I love this style and what you've done with Grace. Simply beautiful. Thank you!! Have a beautiful week.

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  29. Lovely images in these, Grace. I especially liked the second one!

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  30. you are so elegant and eloquent with this form ~

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