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To: OESY; All; dansangel; .45MAN; Pippin; Victoria Delsoul; AntiJen; fish hawk; Trikebuilder; ...


Tao of the Renga *

crystals form like fallen ferns
fond memories flirting in time

gone the green essence of life
fine fronds weaving with the wind

feathery wisps of lace blend
with blue skies and autumn hues

light peers through, distant, haunting
an eery pause to reflect

our spirit seeks elusive truths
silence merely mocks with smiles

we yearn to hear the message
only sorrows pierce the calm

* Renga or "linked verse" is Japanese poetry
whereby people take turns adding lines or verses.
One types 7 (or 5) syllables -- not words -- in a line,
which is in turn completed by another person.
Poems can branch off in multiple lines to
form a "kika" or "branched verse".

The selection above, however, was composed
more or less properly(?) by this lone sole who
was inspired by patterns on a car windshield
photographed Nov. 6 in Walla Walla, Washington.
Interested parties are invited, nay encouraged, to
revise and extend my remarks, or lines to that effect.

More samples of Tao of the Renga

189 posted on 11/16/2003 7:02 PM PST by OESY
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I brought this over from yesterday's thread. Would anyone like to add to this poem by OESY?
5 posted on 11/16/2003 9:34:52 PM PST by JustAmy (God Bless our Military, Past and Present. God Bless America!)
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To: All; JustAmy; OESY; AntiJen; Victoria Delsoul; Darksheare; leadpenny; Alamo-Girl; Brad's Gramma; ...
Good morning all.

* Renga or "linked verse" is Japanese poetry
whereby people take turns adding lines or verses.
One types 7 (or 5) syllables -- not words -- in a line,
which is in turn completed by another person.
Poems can branch off in multiple lines to
form a "kika" or "branched verse".


Okay, I will give it a shot, having no real idea what I am doing. :-)



Tao of the Renga *

crystals form like fallen ferns
fond memories flirting in time

gone the green essence of life
fine fronds weaving with the wind

feathery wisps of lace blend
with blue skies and autumn hues

light peers through, distant, haunting
an eery pause to reflect

our spirit seeks elusive truths
silence merely mocks with smiles

we yearn to hear the message
only sorrows pierce the calm

mendacious tendrils fracture
truth sighs yet gives no quarter


Okay, your turn. ;-)
36 posted on 11/17/2003 10:51:15 AM PST by Mama_Bear (Lori)
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