Inspired by titillating and tragic news headlines some time ago, I wrote the first two related tanka and posted them in the Summer Haiku Blog, a world-wide community of poets with the common love of the Japanese poetic forms. Then I added the third and fourth ones later after a similar headliner.
she gunned him in his sleep as she can’t bear to share her lover then she killed herself
mystery solved he disappeared only to admit later he’s with his other love living abroad
their vow of love remains unbroken to the very end when both submitted to euthanasia
she with terminal cancer he with hale heart who chose to die with her together in a foreign hospital sanctioning self immolation
While having dessert in a restaurant after a late lunch, I wrote these lines on the back of the sales receipt, fresh from the memory of the poems I wrote above.
Being a wordsmith that I am, my poetic persona meandered to a familiar magical and homey place where the past and the present mesh and time stands still. With just a bit of remembered lives or events, an avalanche of words spews out from nowhere and weaves themselves into a poem, like this one.
the entwined ivy and blooming rose reach for the sun the entanglements of forbidden love