Tanka of doom
Society is regressing…
Environment is crumbling…
My aging body is failing…
Is there any hope left
In this Fall of Humanity?
Tanka
Tanka de la nuit tombante
[ iPhone 11 Pro, Parc Frédéric-Back, 2020/11/22 ]
Two Thanking Tanka
Thanks for the covid misery
Thanks for the trumpian craziness
Thanks for all the body pain
Thanks for the climate doom
Thanks for our self-destructive idiocy
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I am grateful for all the bounties of nature
I have gratitude for the kindness I’m given
I appreciate the efforts for betterment
I acknowledge I had a good life
And recognize it could be much worse
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Tanka thought
By my blog I hereby pledge
To keep my mind on edge
In constant pursuit of knowledge…
‘Cause if pen is mightier than swords
Pictures are worth a thousand words !
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Tanka of despair
What a…
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Countless lies
Raging hatred
Alternate truth
Zealots spreading
Yucky morals
§ § §
Clueless opinion
Respect of nothing
Abandoning all senses
Zonked by dubious words
Yearning for chaos
§ § §
What’s happening to us?
Ought we to give up?
Rallying our last strength
Let’s fight this insanity
Defending our Principles !
§ § §
… we now live in !
[ Traduire ]Tanka de colère !
Manque de respect…
Incivilité urbi et orbi…
Je-m’en-foutisme égoïste…
Qu’est devenu le monde ?
Cet insupportable chaos !
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Tanka frisquet
Averse de pluie froide —
Le feuillage doré
Amorce sa chute lente
L’été se meurt tranquillement
Et l’automne est à nos portes
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Tanka d’août
Ciel voilé de cotton sombre Air lourd de fin d’été Profusion de criquets Dans la tourmente Une autre saison se meurt[ Translate ]
Tanka du chat-muraï
Cris de guerre estival
Feulements de fureur
Hurlements de douleur
Dans la tranquillité de l’aube
Soudaine commotion dans la ruelle
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Poetry of mid-July
In Trump I don’t believe
Fake news is like wrestling
A scripted reality show
It’s not funny anymore
And should be cancelled
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Gazing into the horizon
I see MMD sunsets
Before the end of forced labor
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Serene tanka of June
Blue sky, warm & gentle wind
Sun flickering through the tree’s leaves
A nice Sunday, almost summer
But alas my vacations come to an end
As everywhere the world is in turmoil
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Two pseudo-Tanka for what’s matter
How did we move from a pandemic
To riots and looting in the streets ?
Is it instigated by the Orange Boogaloo ?
You cannot fight hatred with violence
How can we come back from all this ?
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Yes, express your outrage
For the black Floyd’s
Despicable and unnecessary murder
But be careful of the manipulators
Propagating death and deepening chasm
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