Welcome to another edition of Tanka Tuesday. This week your host is Melissa, from Mom With a Blog. Melissa says “Here in the United States, this Thursday we celebrate Thanksgiving. Really, every day is a good day to give thanks.” Today, let’s write Double Enneads. The Double Ennead is a form created by Colleen Chesebro for 99-word stories at Carrot Ranch. The Double Ennead is composed of three stanzas of 33 syllables each, for a total of 99. Each stanza has lines with the following syllable counts: 6/5/11/6/5. For an example of a Double Ennead poem, click here.
The first Thanksgiving
She sits at the table Hands joined in prayer Food on the table that everyone will share. The natives had helped them Thank God they’d survived.
The winds were against them Blew them off of course. Harsh conditions and desease killed half of them. The Wanpanoag people Were a caring race.
How could she ever know These harsh times would flow That people would thrive and tame the wilderness. God guided them to there. Praise be to the Lord
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Back in 2010 I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust. I will of been married 53yrs this comming year. I have found different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light.
My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and be as strong as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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Oh! My goodness how very hard it must have been and how woefully unprepared the pilgrims were but somehow they made it, we some of them did 💜💜💜. Have a great day 💜
Welcome to my “Heartland Echoes,” where I aim to share my poems with the world, along with my survival story and autobiography of childhood abuse, motivational quotes, and much more. Through my words, I hope to inspire others to share their own stories and experiences. Each poem is a piece of my heart and soul, along with a story of a traumatic past, crafted with inspiration, Hope, faith, love and passion. I believe that by sharing our art and emotions, I’ll be able to connect with others on a deeper level and create a sense of community.
willowdot21 
Lovely poem sis
Great take on Thanksgiving’s hstory Willow – that journey would certainly have been a scary adventure❤️
Oh! My goodness how very hard it must have been and how woefully unprepared the pilgrims were but somehow they made it, we some of them did 💜💜💜. Have a great day 💜
You too ❤️
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Thank you Sis 💜💜