Thursday, 26 June 2014

A DADAIST TANKA

courtesy : google image

The piano fled

The snowy sun blew bunnies

Sassy lass sashayed

Tring ling bring dring sing song sing

The ants chased a football tooth

 

Posted for Victoria’s prompt @ d'Verse MTB

 

21 comments:

  1. Tee-hee, jing-a-lee, you made my day as I sashay away...

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  2. I sing song along with you ~ Very dadaist tanka, smiles !

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  3. haha...i love it..it made me smile....
    i think the sun blowing bunnies is my fav...ha

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  4. Smiled at your lovely dada poem!

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  5. Dadaist and so poetic at the same time! You did well, Sumana.

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  6. haha...that is fun...thanks for the smile..off for a match with the ants now...smiles

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  7. That 4th line made me smile.. love this one..

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  8. Excellent use of form, and bang on with the prompt. Like Brian, I zeroed in on the line /the snowy sun blew bunnies/ which innocently creates quite ribald imagery, & adds to the fun--having fun with this prompt was the order of the day.

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  9. Very fun and on point. You included sound, rhyme and, of course, a bit of disconnect. Thanks!

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  10. Perfect dada! One can really go many directions. Nicely Sumana!

    Hank

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  11. loved it..ants chasing football tooth..perfect sumana

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  12. loved it..ants chasing football tooth..perfect sumana

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  13. Sassy lass sashayed

    Tring ling bring dring sing song sing... is what I loved.

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  14. When pianos flee 'tis time for all to hunker
    a tuneless day, a carrotless bunny
    clouds rise
    and stones clobber

    Nice poem!

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  15. love that you did a tanka...now I'm not the only one who wrote Japanese style dada! :-)

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  16. Whoosh. Moving (pun intended).

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  17. :-) The images are delightful especially that of the snowy sun blowing dust bunnies. :-)

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  18. Well I liked best that fleeing piano-pianos are not often fleet of foot! Not like sassy lasses! K.

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  19. This poem sounds like bells. I love bells!

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  20. This is magical! I am tring to sell our old upright piano....maybe this can bring some luck in finding it a new home.

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