spring reckoning

dead limb

Planted last winter,

I watched for your blush of life.

You remained dormant,

or dead – Now I’m left to choose:

wait and hope, or dig you out.

dVerse Meet the Bar challenge: 5-line Japanese Poetic Forms. My first attempt at a tanka. 

About Maggie C

Stained glass artist, writer, respecter of life.
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39 Responses to spring reckoning

  1. msjadeli says:

    Give it every benefit of the doubt. I’ve been surprised more than once. The rhubarb I wrote about today is one example.

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    • Maggie C says:

      It’s a native oak tree I purchased from Friends of Trees. They are supposed to come back around soon to see if we are being good “tree parents.” I’ll wait to see what they say. And hope for the best.

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  2. Frank Hubeny says:

    It may still bud.

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  3. ihatepoetry says:

    I love the indeterminacy of this! Great!

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  4. A lovely, inaugural tanka! I hope your oak makes it!

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  5. Shawna says:

    Awesome closing. Definitely dig.

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  6. Beverly Crawford says:

    Wait and hope. Don’t give up too soon!

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  7. Truedessa says:

    I say give it time, I have a rose bush that only blooms every other year. If I had given up I wouldn’t have the lovely blooms a year later.

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  8. rothpoetry says:

    Very nice! Everything in its time and season… maybe if the rain stops you will see first blush!

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  9. calmkate says:

    great tanka that has aroused some strong advice … good luck!

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  10. The gardener in me says wait – but I’m not sure this is about a plant – this could be a dream, a relationship, a plan – I love that slight questionmark.

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  11. kim881 says:

    This is so familiar and of the moment, Cheryl! I think I’d choose wait and hope.

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  12. kim881 says:

    Apologies, Maggie! I thought I’d clicked on Cheryl’s link, and then I realised too late that it was yours

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  13. memadtwo says:

    I once watered a stick for a full year until it sprouted leaves again…don’t gve up! (K)

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  14. Helen says:

    The waiting game is quite long where I live in Central Oregon, but eventually shoots arrive. Very nice.

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  15. lynn__ says:

    “To dig or not to dig”…that is the question!

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  16. I like this one!
    Oak is difficult to transplant. I hope it hangs on.

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  17. jazzytower says:

    I had a similar issue with a fig tree. Or a potential fig tree. No signs of life, no buds. so I dug it up!
    Your poem made me chuckle, nicely done.


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  18. rivrvlogr says:

    I like that this expresses concern for plant-life, but I also see it as a metaphor for any cause that might seem lost but only needs closer attention.

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