enhanced by rhododendrons
— rejuvenation —
an old woman with grey hair
wearing neon pink lipstick.
Beautiful contrast in images there. X
Thank you 🙂
Tanka, as a poetic form, is ideal for contemplating contrasts. In the middle of the 5-7-5-7-7 syllable structure, stands the pivotal “5”, over which you can do a sort of back-flip. I tend to think of it as 5-7 (5) 7-7, where there’s this line in the middle with two pairs of lines on either side.
I agree with Graphite Bunny
Thank you for a lovely seconding 🙂
Have a look at what I’ve said to Graphite Bunny in my reply to him, which is also my reply to you!
Backflip!? Oh dear! Looks very technical! Reminds me of a friend of mine who once told me she was determined to grow old disgracefully – gave me a chuckle. She said it while sitting in a half submerged ship in Azerbaijan that served as an illegal bar full of Chechen mafiosi, with a Cuban waitor…’sigh’…I miss those days…..
…but have you still got the energy for more of “those days” or for “growing old disgracefully”? I’d never have had the courage to do some of the things you’ve done, being more of a gentle eccentric than a daring revolutionary!
You are admired, very much, for your skills and nature. The energy..oh I’ll find some…
I love this.
Thank you, Joss 🙂 It made me smile as I was writing it!
Thanks David 🙂
I LOVE this one, sweet Sarah! Beautiful brightness in motion 🙂
Thank you, dear Janice 🙂 I seem to remember you like pink.
I do have a thing for pink now! I couldn’t wear it much when I was younger but something’s changed and I can wear pinks now (old skin, lol, I dunno 😉 What a memory you have, see you again soon xo
comparing the enhancements to an old woman..very interesting
My mother wears lipstick that colour, although, very lucky for her, she still doesn’t have grey hair. She is also very beautiful. I think a splash of colourful pink lipstick enlivens and enhances a mature face, while cosmetic surgery slowly deadens it and removes character. Lines are fine.
Love this!!! Kudos~
If I’m allowed to have a favourite amongst my own poems, this is one of them. My mother has always liked bright pink lipstick and she’s very glamorous for her age.
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Writes quirky novels, speculative flash fiction, haiku and tanka. Nature lover. Novice photographer. Allotment freak. Mezzo soprano. British eccentric.
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