Amputated Moon

the doorway beckons

dawn pauses

as I walk through

crickets call for day

as shadows retreat

slumbering summer

awakes

Pamela Olson, 6/29/08

This tanka was written

for the prompt “doorways”

at One Single Impression

prismed light fractures

in strands of melting color

woven together

as a butterfly knits the air

a morning’s tapestry

Pamela Olson, 6/15/08

This tanka was written in response

to the prompt, “transience” at

One Single Impression

            wild abandonment

in the air a swallow flits

            freedom uncontrolled

Pamela Olson, 6/1/08

This haiku is in response to

the prompt at One Single Impression

Photo courtesy of:  Malene Thyssen

the remnants of roots

lie locked in day’s ligature

what was dark is light

what was buried is unearthed

spent roots bound up with the sky

Pamela Olson, 5/26/08

This poem is an exploration of the prompt

“quitting” at Sunday Scribblings

star constellations

reflected in the ocean

sky lies under sky

Pamela Olson

This haiku was written for the

prompt “reflecting” at One Single Impression

red tide and blood moon

fires burn the forests bare

the world is bleeding

Pamela Olson, 5/18/08

This haiku was written for the

prompt “bleeding” at

One Single Impression

no place left to live

home is a blue umbrella

tears stream down your face

tears fall on your child

held tightly against more loss

death lurks everywhere

Pamela Olson 5/16/08

In  memory of those who have died,

in honor of those who are left.

poppy-colored flames

grow from an ashen burnt log

flowers are blooming

in a wintery snowfall

warmth and springtime arrive soon

Pamela Olson, 5/14/08

This Tanka was written for the prompt

“warm” at One Single Impression.

moth lost in a flame

broken wings scattered about

one lies within wax

the other shimmers in light

reminders of once warm life

Pamela Olson, 5/11/08

This was written for the prompt

“warm” at One Single Impression

walk through the desert

drink in the hot arid air

exposed to the wind

strip me bare of all façade

truth shines like a grain of sand

Pamela Olson, 5/4/08

This tanka was written for the prompt,

desert at One Single Impression

Photo courtesy of Tom Claytor

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