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Tanka Tuesday Returns June 11th!

This has been the longest two months of my life. I can only say that I’m thrilled to be in our new house in Arizona. So, naturally… the next step is to return to my writing community of poets, artists, and writers! I’ve missed each and every one of you!

Here is an overview of the Tanka Tuesday Rules to refresh your memories:

For Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge, you can write your poem in one of the forms defined below. Click on the link to learn about each type:

HAIKU IN ENGLISH

TANKA IN ENGLISH

HAIBUN IN ENGLISH

CINQUAIN& the variations onCinquain-Wikipedia

SENRYUINENGLISH

ETHEREE

NONET

SHADORMA

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This challenge is for SYLLABIC Poetry ONLY

Here are some great sites that will help you write your poetry and count syllables.

thesaurus.com

Use for finding Synonyms and Antonyms. When your word has too many syllables, find…

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He is out in the garden.

He is out in the garden with the secateurs again

The flowers are looking nervous and praying for rain.

The airing cupboard is wearing a smile

He’s is busy elsewhere so it has peace for a while.

We need to eat, it must be time for dinner.

No but we have pie and custard, always a winner.

Who is this woman, what is her name

It is my sister I have told you again and again

The gentleman is nice but why is he here

He is my sister’s hubby my dear.

Oh!You are busy, too busy to call?

Yes I’m okay I just cope with it all.

Thing is I am tired and really stressed

I’m at the end of my tether but doing my best.

He is out in the garden with the secateurs again

The flowers are looking nervous and praying for rain.

I am so lonely, with no conversation

I need some company for self-preservation.

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I wrote this poem about Altzhimers after a telephone conversation with my sister this morning.

Calamity : constant confusion, compulsion..

Trials, tribulations and the Tinternet bogey!

My Blog

20 minutes of rant lost in cyberspace….the title refers to to an evening

of torment for me

living with Dementia world is hard…it is difficult to get into

the person living with it has forgotten everything after sleeping for a few hours.

Now armed with a pair of secuteurs he is trimming the Pyracantha which has dared to grow a few shoots towards the gutter!!

I must not complain as it means I have a few moments peace.

dding all that up I felt devastated

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Song Lyric Sunday. Entanglement.9/June/2019

It is time again for Song Lyric Sunday. This week our prompt is Desire/Lust/Romance/Passion. Again it’s all thanks to our gracious host Jim Adams at NewEpicAuthor.

So I am going with the first song that comes into my mind and it by my most favourite singer songwriter Imogen Heap. It is from her fourth album Sparks from 2014, called Entanglement.

It’s such a beautiful song about love, lust, romance, desire and passion. The video is directed by her partner Michael Labor. It is Immie and Michael in the video.
When Immi made Sparks she released videos explaining how each track was made, in one of these she announced she and Michael were expecting a baby. A daughter Florence, Scout, Rosie Heap-Labor was born 8th November 2014 💜

Lyrics from A to Z Lyric

Entanglement”

Here we are
Blood pressure rising fast
Air electric
Conduct this orchestra

A micro utopia born
As the overture plays
This prelude to life long love
Our bodies’ entanglement take
You all over me
Me all over you

Fearless heart
I’m going to take care of you
Whether spark or spiral
I’ll pull the strength of suns

It’s home where you hold me
So show me no mercy
On islands of cotton
Taboos get forgotten
Our body entanglement wants
You all over me
Me all over you

Burst me into bloom I dare you to
Lose yourself in our embodiment
Ravage this palate of pinks and reds
Dissolve into radiance

It’s home where you hold me
So show me no mercy
On islands of cotton
Taboos get forgotten
Our body entanglement wants
You all over me
Me all over you