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Monthly Archives: October 2014


prompt:   how things have changed
men’s hair cuts

at unisex beauty shops

mall hours

twas nice to hide away

curlers and perms not pretty



Gary Blankenship prompt for Tanka Poets on Line


Kathabela’s wonderful prompts for the last week have sparked

a lot of nostalgic tanka, childhood memories.

Much of it about how the world has changed.

My reference is 50’s when we still had black telephones with party lines,

wringer washers   (I caught my finger in ours more than once),

clothes lines, butter churns and push mowers.

In barber shops, the barber wore a white coat,

dispensed bay rum and a sucker to the kids,

and the town gossips lined one wall.

Typewriters were manual, computers were clunky

and bikes may have been brakeless.

There were frozen TV dinners, but they went in the oven.

There were three national television channels

and one or two local stations.

And each had a live kid’s show.

Ours were Sheriff Tex, Captain Puget, Stan Boreson

and No Mo, JP Patches and Brakeman Bill and Donkey

with the worse jokes ever. Most were icons.

If your era was later, you changes were different and today,

it seems there are more changes than in the old decades.


What changes have occurred from when you were a kid and now?

Which do you miss the most?

Some went through changes like the churn, oleo, color packs and on.

How has your favorite change changed?

Even poetry has changed with new forms

and modern version of the old?

How has yours evolved?

What will your tanka tell us about the changes –

too numerous to list in this short paragraph?


. (c) 2014 Saradumm… Miss Blaze



prompt a natural embrace, 
how we hold each other. , hugs 

cradled in my arm
purrs contently
allows me to type
licks my nose
stares me down ~ the look
Blaze with the look
from across the room
,.. couldn’t get a “selfie”

Wednesday September 17, 2014

tanka prompt a natural embrace,

how we hold each other. , hugs (Santa Barbara photo by Kathabela)

(What are the significant embraces you feel see and remember?

As the bloom embraces its center we hold one another in mind and heart.

This endearment in all its manifestation in nature has become a greeting

a farewell

a virtual expression of connection and warmth.

In some cultures
It is central and in others it is private.

For some people it feels natural

others more formal or cultured by experiences might shy away. 

But the psychological embrace itself is the act of thinking itself. 

Discovery of connection. 

Poetic intuition. 

The sense of metaphor. 

What do you embrace in your life, in your tanka? 

How is it held there placed there as if by the force of nature , 

your own nature enveloped in the “hug” of words?)


deep rose
of bougainvillea
match white clouds that hug
the ocean shore



Sept 17 prompt (natural embrace, hug ( photo by Kathabela, Santa Barbara)

Sept 17 prompt (natural embrace, hug ( photo by Kathabela, Santa Barbar


Photo: small stone...a mindful moment</p><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
<p>Fall colors remain<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
special time ~ tamaracks next<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
Jack Frost due any time


.(c) 2014 Saradunn




Fall colors remain

special time ~ tamaracks next

Jack Frost due any time






prompt: Happy Hands \(^^)/
what you say to get a good photo
think happy happy
together for always
smiles light the world
day spent in idyllic setting
smiles for life is wonderful




Kathabella Wilson prompt

“happy hands” or whatever you say to get the picture…


(Somehow I had the idea, one day, to say “happy hands”!

This is what happens!

All the different personalities,

exuberant and sweet,

humorous and jubilant…’

come into play.

This was a wonderful celebation

the Friday Poets themselves put together

at our home for Kathabela’s birthday…

this is the finale photo. I said –“happy hands”

and look what happened.

What do you say when you want tp take a photo

that shows the personalities and spirit of a group…

and what do YOU think of “happy hands”??)


prompt: balloons . eyes watch for sign of new baby arriving home balloons grace doorway It's a boy ~ Jayce ! . . photo (c) Stephanie Preble Vickberg with permission

photo (c) 2014 Stephanie Preble Vickberg
with permission



prompt: balloons



eyes watch
for sign of new baby
arriving home
balloons grace doorway
It’s a boy ~ Jayce !




One of the joys and mysteries of aging
is seeing your children and grand-children
have their own families.  A miracle of miracles.
Gives a lot for one to think about.  
My friends, Joan and Ralph Preble, are great-
grandparents for the second time.  Their daughter,
Stephanie and her husband Veine, grandparents
for the first time.  
I can remember the amazement of looking at my
first grandchild in wonder, knowing some day,
my genes would again be carried by another 
My guess is that most grandparents and great grandparents
have similar thoughts about the future generations,
knowing they may not see the child grow into adulthood,
and wonder what the world will offer them.  
For me it has never grown old, the wonder of new life.




(c) 2014 Saradunn


Kathabela Wilson Prompt


(Yesterday, as we were arriving home from Japan, 

Gary gave the prompt “little surprises” 

I was surprised that it was Tuesday (again) 

and right in tune with the prompt. 

It was hard to see on my phone, 

while we were getting off the plane, 

and even later, what was “on top” of the stack of rocks 

in his picture. I had to ask. 

A little tree. So subtle and sweet.


It reminded me of many things we had seen 

on this journey and everyday life too. 


How what is on top of a building, 

a statue, 

a person’s head 

is important and there for a reason, 

sometimes accidental, 

often purposeful. 


Even when accidental, 

it often acquires meaning 

in the eye of the person looking. 


What is “on top” of you, 

your head, 

your house, 

something you see every day, 

something memorable in travels, 

or childhood, 

what does it mean 

and can the significance, 



importance come alive in your tanka?)

My response to the prompt:
perfect finish
summer picnic meal 
fresh watermelon 
the lucky one got the top piece 
a curlicue for garnish