Posted in Choka

As Time Goes By

Pen writing “Once upon a time” on paper

Life is passing by

Enjoy the living moments

While you have time

Savor every moment

Before it is gone

Grasping all those good times

While they’re in reach

Will give you good memories

A storehouse of treasures

Choka

It is often said that before you die your life passes before your eyes. It is in fact true. It’s called living. —Terry Pratchett

Posted in Double Choka

Morning Thoughts

Painted rock says Welcome with bird singing

I arose early

But not before the sun

Opening the blinds

Revealed a gray squirrel

Burying his treasures

In my plants, (little rascal)

As the coffee perked

I watched events unfold

Sleep would’ve hidden from me

Maintenence man

Digging up the dead bushes

In my back yard

Birds chattering at stray cat

Cars passing by as

My little corner of world

Awakens to another

Day of life, unknowing what it

Will bring, we all grasp it with hope

Double Choka

Posted in June 2019, Tanka

“The Age of Innocence”

Image of Ellen in her red evening gown from the movie “The Age of Innocence”, http://www.frockflicks.com/age-of-innocence-bustles/
Image of Ellen in her red evening gown from the movie “The Age of Innocence”, http://www.frockflicks.com/age-of-innocence-bustles/

Oh that we could grasp

An inkling of the nescience

Known as the Guilded Age

Long vanished naivety

In a time long ago

Tanka

Reading the book/ watching the DVD of “The Age of Innocence” by Edith Wharton set in the 1870’s.

I first heard of “The Age of Innocence” from my neighbor who used to be involved in English Country Dancing and period costume making.

I had been considering attending a Literary Ball in the area and inquired of my neighbor if she might have a costume I could wear, as I was thinking I might go as Scarlett O’Hara from Gone With the Wind or Lisbeth from Pride and Prejudice, my two most favorite literary characters, but my neighbor said the only costumes she presently had on hand were from “The Age of Innocence.”

So she helped me try on “Ellen’s Red Evening Gown” she had made. It was then I realized why women needed maids to help them dress!

After trying to get into 5 layers of clothing, plus a bustle, and adding two top pieces and a hat, I declined! There is no way I could survive that much clothing outside on a summer day in July, much less try to dance in it!!

I have a newfound appreciation for the ladies who lived in the 1870’s!