in sea of blue blooms
a million eyes unfold, spring
how do I measure you?
is it 1 sunrise to 1 sunset
or is every breath equal to sky?
Credit: Teerayut Hiruntaraporn
Hitachi Seaside Park is where 4.5 million blue flowers bloom once annually around April in an event referred to as the “Nemophila Harmony.”
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baby blue fields
dazzle my eyes, I'm moonstruck
under the lone tree
how does my hand measure time ?
with tear drop for each dying bloom
Posted for D'verse Poets Pub - Time and Time Again Hosted by Mary Picture credit: here
These are just gorgeous, Grace. I love the Tanks form and you have used it so effectively for this prompt.
ReplyDeleteYes Time has allotted only a few moments for spring or any pleasure to stay and we have to weep for each dying bloom...beautiful Tankas Grace...
ReplyDeleteEach dying bloom is worthy of some tears being shed, I think. Its lifespan is never long enough! You are skilled with tankas, Grace.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful lines and photo! Your poem makes me think that the time we take to appreciate the beauty in this world is time well used.
ReplyDeleteI've always loved tankas...you are adept at writing them, Grace. Thanks for sharing that photo of the blooming blue flowers...I find them stunning in their sheer numbers.
ReplyDeleteOh my - that place is gorgeous - unreal in its beauty - but your poetry is very real and very beautiful - love the line' how does my hand measure time?' K
ReplyDeleteBoth of these are excellent, but that second one is incredible! Beautiful work.
ReplyDeleteThat picture is stunning, I enjoyed your poems..I think we need to enjoy the moments in time..
ReplyDeleteThat must be a sight to see and yeah just have to stop and take it in
ReplyDeleteTanka time, & you seem to be mistress of the form;I prefer them to haiku, more flexibility. I, too, like the second one best; makes a killer closing stanza.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful like always you write and make yours poems:)
ReplyDeletethese are both positively lovely.
ReplyDeleteI love the image of a million eyes opening; and yet the last line (of the first) has me imagining each bloom expelling a breath (like a sigh) as they open...I can't decide which image I like more the million eyes or the million breathes.
the second is very touching...celebrating the blooms, yet shedding tears knowing the beauty is fleeting.
i would say it's every breath equal to sky... sometimes it's difficult to measure things - even more when it's something so wonderful as spring.. loved also the tears for each dying bloom and measuring time with that...the becoming and leaving...
ReplyDeleteGrace i love your poems with their gentle and sensuous words. Wonderful thoughts on the measurement of time. I really like the picture of the blue flowers. What a magical place.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful lines and a gorgeous photo! Live the blooms.. and tears shed for each dying bloom seems so appropriate to measure time...
ReplyDeleteSee now that is the front yard of my eternal dreams. One day all blue blooms, the next red, the next yellow...and all different shades mixed in while i and and a close friend sit and rock on the porch and talk about the journey that brought us there to that cottage.
ReplyDeleteWow...I need to add Hitachi Seaside Park in April to my bucket list...
ReplyDeleteHow very lovely! I'm so struck by
ReplyDelete"how do I measure you?
is it 1 sunrise to 1 sunset
or is every breath equal to sky?"
So beautiful!
What an amazing place! Blue is my favourite colour, so that sounds like the place for me...
ReplyDeleteBoth tankas are beautiful, the 2nd languorous, the first more thought-provoking.
GORGEOUS. I most love "is every breath equal to sky?"
ReplyDeleteI love both of these but like Sherry I really love "is every breath equal to sky".
ReplyDeleteOne of the great things about blogging Grace is learning new words and today I have through you learnt another new word. Enjoyed the blueness of your poems, well done,.
ReplyDeleteLovely thoughts and pics.
ReplyDeleteLovely Grace...your word feel like lace today ;)
ReplyDeleteThese are awesome Grace! Your poetry has made the scene even more beautiful... I especially loved the last line.
ReplyDeleteI thought you'd make something of those fields :) ~
ReplyDeleteevery breath equal to sky! loved that line
ReplyDeleteboth equally gorgeous!
ReplyDeleteevery breath equal to sky..i liked this a lot:)
ReplyDeleteyour tankas are as lovely as the photograph! That blooming would be something to see!
ReplyDelete"spring
ReplyDeletehow do I measure you?
is it 1 sunrise to 1 sunset
or is every breath equal to sky?"
An instant favourite. Loved it!
Stunning, Grace. I am awed by that second one.
ReplyDeletei would like to measure life one breathe to the next...to appreciate hte beauty of it all around us....how we choose to measure time will say much of hte life we have....
ReplyDeleteTime is always so powerful ... beautiful verses.
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