#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 292, 10/4/22: #Tastetherainbow-Color Poetry

© Colleen Chesebro.

Colleen said: “Hello everyone. Happy October! My favorite month is finally here!! This week, choose your own syllabic form and a color to feature in your syllabic poem. Think about the different ways you can use color in a poem.”.

Well I love October too it’s my second most favourite month and Autumn is my favourite season. I have chosen to do an Autumn Tanka.

I smell grey Autumn.
My eyes see russet and gold
Pure white feathers fall
Mournful honk as geese depart.
Cold rustling in the north wind

Photo by Valiphotos on Pexels.com.

THIS IS PART OF COLLEEN’S TUESDAY TANKA

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 430 HOCUS and Pocus.

Hocus Pocus

Leaves morph green to gold
And suddenly the leaves fall
Scritch, scratch can be heard
Hocus pocus magic spell
Russet Autumn is magic

Ronovanwrite’s

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

Ronovan Writes Sijo Wednesday Poetry Challenge #29. Use AUTUMN as your inspiration this week.

AUTUMN

Mum always said that when the Autumn winds blow, we need our vests, sun or no.
These days in winds keen I realise what she did mean.
Laves swirl and dance as chill days advance. So I wrap up warm.

Part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Sijo Challenge.

Wordless Wednesday. Peak a Boo!

part of Hugh’s Wordless Wednesday.

#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge: #Poet’s choice

Image Found Here.

Acrostic Autumn.

              

All the leaves dance, swirling down

Undulating in the breeze to the ground

Tumbling rumbling scratching sound

Urgent creatures search their stores underground.

Misty mornings, chilly nights,

New season, harvest moon and witches flights.

🌑🌑🕸️🕸️🕷️🕷️.

This is part of Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka.

#TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 247, #SynonymsOnly

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Are you ready to choose some syllables to use in your poetry? Willow Willers  (pist’ that’s me 😃) from last month’s challenge chose the two words for this month:

Twilight & Hue.

© willowdot21

a dusky silver
somewhere between night and day
Shades of evening sway.

part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka.

K.L. Caley’s #writephoto Tomb.

K.L.Caley

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a table tomb. Whilst a lot of the stonework is eroded, it is obvious this was quite an ornate tomb in its time.

The Tomb – Image by KL Caley

Morgana woke with a start, as the fog cleared a headache and a huge hangover took charge of her head! …. “why oh why” she asked herself did she always party so hard? Not bothering to wait for an answer from herself she stood up and surveyed the the collateral. Bodies, booze, and a few nasties she decided not to investigate too closely, she smiled and thought that was a good week, that was. Lighting a cigarette she found her heels and headed for the door.
It was getting cold outside, the year was heading down to winter, popping back in the door for a second Morgana helped herself to a coat and headed off up the road to where she’d left Merlin’s BMW.

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Parking the car, worse for wear and dirty, she left it just below Merlin, still thoroughly stuck in the bricked up arch. Smiling sweetly as she past him she said, “not long Hun’ I just need to freshen up! “

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Later after a very silent meal, Morgana could not resist teasing Merlin, “Oh! What’s your problem Hun, you looked so cute as a little naked green man” Smirking Morgana look Merlin right in the eye, she loved to see him squirm ! Merlin was not looking his swarve self and his face was pinched with anger! He tutted as she lit another cigarette, “Why do you do that he asked you know it’s a killer” Morgana laugh, “Hun, we are immortal I am just gonna do as I please”
“Okay” said Merlin “you can do just as you please but we are here for a purpose and we have another job! “
“You say we Merlin but why is it always me that has to jump and cope? ” Merlin smiled and touched her arm, “Morgana my dear you are simply the best and while I am being honest I do think I went a tad too far over the cream tea incident. Mind you the damage you have done to my beautiful BMV …” He broke off there and Morgana thought she could see a tear in his eye.
After finishing his wine Merlin continued, “Anyway Morgana, this trip needs both of us, so you will not be going alone! ” Morgana choked on her drink, “How, you always said you had to be here to control the Anomaly, how will we get back?” she spluttered. Merlin mumbled something, Morgana kicked him, “what? louder” Merlin looked out the window and repeated, “I LIED!” Morgan threw what was left of her wine in his face and stormed out.

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The next morning found them dressed in medieval garb, walk through heavy mists in an ancient cemetery…. They approached an old table tomb, they stood at the head and waited. Merlin looked very handsome and imposing in his wizards cloak he was just about to compliment Morgana, but she lit up a cigarette and the moment was spoilt.
After a few minutes the Anomaly arrived , the two linked hands and took the leap. To any onlookers it would of appeared that this strangely attired couple disappeared into the tomb. The only evidence they had been there was Morgana’s dieing cigarette on the ground by the tomb.

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This is part of K.L. Caley’s #writephoto.

#TANKATUESDAY Weekly #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 245, #THEMEPROMPT

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Happy 5th Birthday Tanka Tuesday! 💜🌟

It’s the fourth week of the month! Are you ready for a theme prompt? Eugi (Franci Hoffman) from last month’s challenge picked the theme: This month’s theme is:

The Harvest Moon

© willowdot21

Caught
Like a
Startled cat
Quite bedazzled
Trapped in silver moonbeams
I am bewitched and bewildered
So entranced by the beauty I near swoon.
A huge silver sphere shedding magic, harvest moon.
These Autumn nights are full of witches flights
Ghosts and ghouls play us for such fools.
Please shine harvest moon on us
In your magic
Powers we
Surely
Trust.

🌕🌕🌕🌕🌕🌕.

I wanted to do a Diatelle, but the rhyming rules would not let express myself as I had hoped, so I wrote a free verse Diatelle. I hope that is okay. A true Diatelle runs with syllables of 1/2/3/4/6/8/10/12/10/8/6/4/3/2/1 and a rhyming scheme of abbcbccaccbcbba.

THIS IS PART OF COLLEEN’S TANKA TUESDAY CHALLENGE.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 28, 2021. My- Yours.

Badge by Shelley Krupa..

LindaGHill popped up in my inbox today and she said : “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “my.” Start your post with the word “My.” Bonus points if you end your post with “yours.” Enjoy!“

My, my ! Life can be full of surprises. My mind often reels at what it manages to throw at us. My family play a huge part in my life in fact they are my world. Children and grandchildren are a gift, they bring us grief but they also bring is pure joy.
My blog is a huge part of my life too, I have learnt a lot on there and made many friends.
To my delight we are heading into Autumn my favourite season, with colours of red and gold, mists, sunshine, frost and Halloween.
My mind is busily reeling at the fact that a whole week has sped by and this time last week hubby and I were getting ready for the fantastic Golden Wedding Anniversary party that our boys had organised for us. We had a wonderful day with family and friends. My hubby and I were truly touched!
Well that’s my ramble for this week’s SoCs…what’s yours.

This is part of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday

Wordless Wednesday

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