The Waterfall, #Tanka Tuesday

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA: Trent McDonald, Photographer

A

rush of

water sprays

over jagged

places, and gushes

down into the chasm,

skipping over shards of rock.

Falling from an impressive height.

it slides past every obstacle.

Continually, it falls but never breaks.

© Susan Joy Clark 2021

II Corinthians 7:8-9

We are hard-pressed on every side, yet not crushed; we are perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not forsaken; struck down, but not destroyed—

This poem is in response to Colleen M. Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday prompt. The idea was to write an ekphrastic poem with metaphor based on the above photograph. I chose to write an etheree, one of the acceptable forms, because it would create a waterfall effect visually.

King Chuck — #Tanka Tuesday, #Tanka, #Poetry, #Micropoetry

King Chuck — Yes, that’s his name.

King Chuck sits so still,

and, seemingly, free of verve.

He begins to stir

then stretch, race and crash sidelong

into me — with affection.

© 2021 Susan Joy Clark

This was written as part of the Tanka Tuesday challenge, hosted by Colleen M. Chesebro. For this challenge, we had to use synonyms of life and move in our poems.

In just a little end note, King Chuck is not my cat, but a cat I take care of from time to time. I have been the recipient of many of those funny, affectionate crashes. I also agree that his name is very comical.