Wednesday, 22 February 2017

where the phantoms gather (a tanka sequence)


walking with memories
in forest solitude ...
everywhere I pass
twigs beneath my feet
snap like holiday crackers

ghosts of those
who have gone before me
haunt the trail – so real
I come upon apple cores . . .
perhaps some seeds have taken root 

atop the hill
I look down on the picnic spot
lake scent and bird son
on whiffle winds . . . a spirit place
where the phantoms gather


photos:  Where the Phantoms Gather - W. Bourke

 © 2017 Wendy Bourke

23 comments:

  1. Very descriptive, Wendy. I can feel those spirits.
    My favorite wording: twigs beneath my feet
    snap like holiday crackers

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    1. Thanks, Janet. I am still not entirely satisfied with my tanka sequences. (You are so adroit with tanka, you set a lofty benchmark. Smiles.) I find keeping that thread, throughout – while maintaining an organic (unforced) quality - is challenging … but: practice, practice, practice. I’ve really developed a fondness for the form – so tight, nuanced and, at its best: impactful. Capturing a moment (or, at least, trying to) often dovetails so beautifully with photography (when it is done successfully) – which is another thing I love about it.

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  2. This is great! As the scene clears, a realization.

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  3. I like this, Wendy. It is interesting to think, when we walk somewhere, of all the people who have walked that same path. We are always surrounded by these ghosts of the past, I think. Most often people we don't know, people who have lived decades or even centuries before!

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  4. A lovely sequence, making a satisfying whole even though each could stand alone.

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  5. whiffle wind... liked that! You paint a pleasing scene,

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  6. The image of the phantoms is slightly unnerving . very well written

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  7. I agree walking in the country or in a forest you like to experience that alone to really feel at one with nature and feel its spirit. Beautifully written Wendy.

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  8. Beautifully deep and emotive write, Wendy!❤️

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  9. i can inhale the ambiance from every word...solitude and snapping twigs set the mood...beautiful Wendy...

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  10. A lovely set I especially like the middle one, yes those ghosts are real and have traveled the mystic trails.

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  11. Beautiful imagery!
    I really liked the middle one; "perhaps some seeds have taken root" is such a poignant image. :-)
    -HA

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  12. I love the thought of "those who tread before". I always have similar thoughts about trees, wondering what they've seen in all their years! Beautifully descriptive words. You took me there!

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  13. I have always loved the word whiffle ... such a wonderful word that it's almost like the breath of those who walked before....

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  14. Oh so lovely, especially the "whiffle winds .... a spirit place where the phantoms gather."

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  15. I too like
    twigs beneath my feet
    snap like holiday crackers


    I love tanka--but find tanka sequences challenging--I thought these worked well together Wendy

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  16. Wonderful sequence. Love the story it tells, especially the middle tanka.

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  17. Sustainable development, " in those seeds which may have taken root" the ghost of time passed and the present in the walk

    Nice sequence

    Thanks for dropping in to my Sunday Standard today

    Much love...

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  18. Ooh...I especially like that second one!

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  19. I love your tanka specially the first one with the sound of holiday crackers ~ Hope you are well ~

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  20. on whiffle winds . . . a spirit place
    where the phantoms gather

    Too many had gone up the hill to leave it hauntingly eerie. Yes, one gets that feeling Wendy!

    Hank

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  21. The comparison of twigs snapping to holiday crackers is so brilliant. I love it.

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