For my Japanese lit class, we wrote 5 tanka poems for an assignment. Tanka poems have five lines, following a 5-7-5-7-7 syllable count.
There were five catagories we had to write our poems on: The harvest, Love, Return to school, Equinox, and Falling leaves. Guess which ones of mine belong in which catagory.
Summer warmth has left
blown away by cold Fall winds
The ever present
homework returns to torment
those who wish the Sun return
Your sweet golden skin,
Too hot for mere hands to touch
Glistening red flesh,
My eager blade reveals you
Sensual taste, cherry pie
I know you like that innuendo.
Firm and delightful
My hands extend to receive
Graced with your presence,
Your sweet scent fills me with warmth
A taste beyond expression
Laying hand in hand
warm colors rain from above
An autumn carpet
softly supports our embrace
Is this truly not a dream?
The days grow shorter
Sharp winds blow relentlessly
to bring forth the moon
Under it’s cold silent gaze
I long for your sunny warmth
I am the poet, but what is a poet without his muse?