latest volley
in my diplomatic spat
with the muse ...
the words in my tanka
morph into dead cockroaches
the muse
hooded in black ...
clichés
cursing through
my veins
I wrestle
with the ghostly muse
until daybreak
my words of longing
spill onto the page
Chen-ou Liu is the author of four books, including Following the Moon to the Maple Land (First Prize Winner of the 2011 Haiku Pix Chapbook Contest). His tanka and haiku have been honored with many awards. To read more of his poems, please go to Poetry in the Moment, http://chenouliu.blogspot.com/
Well, Chen-ou Liu, it is grand to get along with the muse who stirs the fires, which soon inspires and so therefore, in all of the angst, out comes Tanka like yours which not only defines the struggles of getting it all together but then decorates the page which roots out to all others for pure enjoyment, recognition and appreciation! Grand to read you here in this Whispers venue! Sheri / www.poetryandbeyond.net
ReplyDeleteHi Chen. Well-written and most enjoyable. I am starting to like the Tanka style. Thank you for sharing and continued blessings!
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Hi Chen,
ReplyDeleteI admire the clarity and heart-felt nature of this well-penned poem. Most writers have made vain attempts to lure their muses.
It may just be the everyday struggles of life that keep the muse away. Like you, I seem to write my best work overnight.
Excellent poem!
Best wishes,
Carolyn
Chen, I certainly enjoyed your Tanka. Such a well written poem that really shows your talent. Thank you for sharing it with us here on Whispers.
ReplyDeleteCharlene
lovely reading you here! the last one is just awesome ... x
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