This heart did not know,
what it meant to smile and cry
lost only in grief,
but seventeen years ago,
one innocent face did heal.
© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
AN: And so my talented and lovable niece turns 17… Time flies 🙂 💖 💝
42/2017: Seventeen
Category: Tanka
9/2017: Waiting for Snowfall
Hands in my jacket,
standing in the cold outdoors
look up to the skies
to ask the snow to bless us
but it refuses to fall.
© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
AN: There is supposed to be a snow storm in Toronto today, and I am watching nervously from my window, imagining the terror of driving tomorrow.
At the same time….
I have gotten into Korean dramas, and there is this theme in these shows about confessing your love when it snows, or that your love will be successful if you confess it during the first snowfall. I don’t know if these are real mythologies that exist in Korea, but I do like the romance (and innocence) of it.
I like the fact that I had two very different ideas of snow fall in my head today.
Day 300: The Artists(2)
Enviously watch
as beauty is created
one brush stroke of life
capture the moods of nature
enchant the eyes to forget.
© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
AN: I was told today is International Artist Day, so wanted to write a poem for the talented artists I know, who always make me forget the sad and the bad. Through their work, they always show me how much beauty there is in the world and how to appreciate it. I hope they always keep creating!
Day 246: Stars
Echos in the sky
recollections held in light
trusted to the night
tales too honest in daylight
wish them upon stars to keep.
© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
Day 235: Rainbows
Gift from the heavens
strokes of colour in grey skies
refractions of light
replace worries with wonder
awaken the child within.
© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy
AN: Lucky to have seen a rainbow today while driving home. Felt very blessed that I decided to try a new style, Tanka. Rainbows always make me feel special as if the world stops still and it is me and the miracle.
I don’t know a lot about Tanka poetry, came upon the style by accident and have been wanting to try it ever since. I hope you all like it, and the pivot sentence (3rd sentence) is correct. Tanka poems are not supposed to have titles unless it is a string but added it for my reference.
Any feedback is always welcome.
Thank you
