#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 288: #Tastetherainbow-Colour Poetry


Its Tuesday again and time for Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge. Colleen says “Hello everyone. Happy September! 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.”

I have chosen a Tanka today. As I am going to a wedding later this week I have used it loosely as my subject. My colours are red and white.

© willowdot21

The bride flows in white
Red-blooded groom full of lust
Hearts beating with pride
All part of Nature’s big plan
Yes it’s all procreation

#TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 287, 8/30/22, #ShareYourDay

WELCOME TO #TANKATUESDAY!

It’s the fifth Tuesday of the month!  #ShareYourDay is a way to get to know each other better. Take a photo and write a syllabic poem about your day. Don’t think on it too hard. Make it fun. The photo does not need to be a selfie. If you don’t have access to a camera, find an image on Pixabay.com (please add the credits) that best describes your .

I am going to the wedding of my niece next week and I have spent most of today sorting out what to wear…. I have used two photos, I hope that is okay.

I chose to write a The Butterfly Cinquain is an unrhymed, nine-line syllabic poem with 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2 syllables per line.

© willowdot21 .

Planning
What shall I wear
Green or lilac , choices.
Both have hints of Mother Gaia
Which one
Which to choose I am not quite sure
Spring or Autumn colour
Finally I
Decide

© willowdot21

THIS IS PART OF COLLEEN’S TUESDAY TANKA.

TANKATUESDAY Weekly #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 286, 8/23/22, #THEMEPROMP.

© Colleen Chesebro.

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Here we are for another #TankaTuesday poetry challenge! Are you ready for a theme prompt? Sarah selected this month’s theme:

LESSONS FROM NATURE

Use the theme above to write your choice of syllabic poem. Your poem must include or be about a lesson from nature.

Some years ago I was walking home and I saw a mushroom that had pushed it’s way through the Tarmac at the base of a lamppost. The tiny soft mushroom had broken through the Tarmac to grow and flourish next to the lampost. How could this happen? How can something so soft and small triumph over Tarmac and steel? Nature/ Gaia knows more than us …we should sit at her knees and learn from her but we do not. Man goes his own sweet stupid way.

I chose to write a double Butterfly Cinquain is an unrhymed, nine-line syllabic poem with 2-4-6-8-2-8-6-4-2 syllables per line.

© willowdot21

Tarmac
Man made and hard
Mushroom Gaia’s handwork
Needs to leave the dark so it thrives
So soft
Determined and triumphant it
Pushes aside man-made
Covering of
Tarmac.

Mistake
Man takes no heed
Of Gaia’s message, clear
She will be thriving long after
Man has
Lost his tenterive hold on earth
She’ll lay claim to his work
We could have learnt
From her .

TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 285, 8/18/22 #Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt

© Colleen Chesebro.

This week’s challenge explores Ekphrastic poetry, inspired by visual art or photographs. Reena provided a piece of her artwork for this month’s challenge. There’s plenty of imagery in her art, and it’s a great inspiration to write your poem. Remember what you’ve learned about the psychology of color in your poetry.

This week I have chosen an etheree for my form for the Ekphrastic poem.

Gaia Gives.

A kaleidoscope of earthy colours
Escapes a knowing, talented hand.
So much that the inner eye sees.
The guiding hand of Gaia
Brings meaning to fingers
And peace to the brain
Would that all could
Share the view
Gaia
Gives.

This is part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 284, 8/9/22, #SpecificForm: 4-11

© Colleen Chesebro

Last month, Colleen asked Yvette Calleiro to select a syllabic form for us to learn more about. Her choice was a form that Gwen Plano created, called the 4-11. You can find her 4-11 form HERE.

I have written a two stanza 4-11 and called it pride. Hoping to give someone special a lift….they know who they are.

Photo by Alex Kingsley on Pexels.com

PRIDE

Take heart, grow wings
Own your true soul
Turn to the light
Forsake the pain
That lies will bring
Take your counsel
Steady your step
Grab honesty
Only then you’ll
Find honesty
Take heart, grow wings

Pride can mean more
Than vanity
The soul inside
Must be set free
Ignore the slings
And words of fools
You must be true
Fight for your rights
Be proud, be loud
Now as before
Pride can mean more.

THIS IS PART OF COLLEEN CHESEBRO’S TUESDAY TANKA.

#TANKATUESDAY Weekly #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 282, 7/26/22, #THEMEPROMPT

©Colleen Chesebro

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Here we are for another #TankaTuesday poetry challenge! Bought to us by Colleen Chesebro, this week it’s a Theme prompt selected this week by Harmony

This month’s theme is: “The Longest Day”

I chose to write a Diatelle but with a cheat.

The Diatelle is a fun, syllable counting form like the etheree with a twist. The syllable structure of the diatelle is as follows: 1/2/3/4/6/8/10/12/10/8/6/4/3/2/1, but unlike an ethere, has a set rhyme pattern of abbcbccaccbcbba. This poetry form may be written on any subject matter and looks best center aligned in a diamond shape.

The Diatelle form was created by Bradley Vrooman.

My cheat was I wrote in the alloted syllables per line but I wrote free verse… Sometimes rules need bending.

The longest day.

© willowdot21

She
Rises
Too early
For me flashing
Throwing her glory round
Like a cloak of many colours
Gold, red and pink she blinds me with her light
Her warmth already fierce yet she will run the course.
By noon she has all but the mad beaten.
As afternoon spreads out she bakes us .
Languid we hide in shade
Evening she
Wains, colours
And heat
Fade.

©hotpinkwellingtons, © willowdot21

TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 281, 7/19/22 #Ekphrastic #PhotoPromp.

#TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 281, 7/19/22 #Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt

WELCOME TO #TANKATUESDAY!

This challenge explores Ekphrastic poetry, inspired by visual art or photographs. Now, we can see this is a statue, so get creative and think about what this statue could represent. Think about imagery and symbolism… then select a form and craft your poem!

The Lovers Meet

® willowdot21

This week I have written an Acrostic Nonet linked to a mirror Nonet. The Acrostic part spells The Lovers, the second part, the mirrored Nonet is about Ghosts of the station that are seen on the plynth of the statue.

The hub, central point, the place to meet.
Heartbeat of the living station
Everlasting friendships made
Lonely hearts will apply
Open minds still try
Vast crowds rush by
Earnest vows
Repeat
Slow.
What
Type of
Ghosts lie low
Unseen by us
Excavators of
Tunnels and trenches watch
As life goes scurrying by
Women who waited and manned jobs
All watch together as people meet.

#TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 280, 7/12/22, #SpecificForm: Lanturne or Lanterne

#TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 280, 7/12/22, #SpecificForm: Lanturne or Lanterne

WELCOME TO #TANKATUESDAY

Last month, Colleen asked Lisa, the VerseSmith to select a syllabic form for us to learn more about. Her choice was the lanturne or lanterne. Colleen says:”The lanturne is a kind of shape poetry. Many say it originated from Japan, but I found no evidence to support that claim.”

The lanturne is a five-line verse shaped like a Japanese lantern with a syllabic pattern of one, two, three, four, one. (1, 2, 3, 4, 1).

This week, write a lanturne poem or a series of lanturne poems. Oh(A series gets you extra credit, by the way). The only thing I ask is that you do not use “ing” ending words to satisfy the word count.

FAST FACTS

Wikipedia.org shares:

“A lanterne is a cinquain form of poetry, in which the first line has one syllable and each subsequent line increases in length by one syllable, except for the final line that concludes the poem with one syllable (1-2-3-4-1). Its name derives from the lantern shape that appears when the poem is aligned to the center of the page.

Each line of the lanterne is able to stand on its own, and while the poem may or may not be given a title, the title of a lanterne sometimes functions as an integral part of the poem, working as a ‘sixth’ line.”

Wikipedia.org.

You can find more facts a Colleen’s page as well as comments and entries here at Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

I have chosen Death as the theme and I have written a series of lanturne poems.

Death
Comes to
All. None can
Excede their time
No.

Death
Has no
Comforter
He stands alone
Spurned

Death
His sythe
In hand waits
Black cloak wrapped tight
Cold

Death
Turns your
Hour glass
Your time is up
Gone

Death
Patient
In no rush
Time on his side
Wins

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#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 279: #Tastetherainbow-Color/Weather Poetry

Colleen has been on a well deserved holiday but now she is back with our first prompt of July. This week, we choose our own syllabic form and a color to feature in our syllabic poem. But, Colleen said “let’s add a little something else to make it special! This week, along with a color, add some weather to your poem. “

If the form is from the #TankaTuesday cheat sheet, let us know so we know where to look for directions. If it’s a new form, share how to write it and where you found the instructions. Think about the different ways you can use color in a poem.

I have chosen the colour red and rain. I have written a Sijo.

The Sijo, a Korean form believed to have first been used in the fourteenth century. It is similar in structure to various Japanese forms such as Haiku. As with many forms of poetry, the Sijo became a preferred poetry form of the yangban or ruling class as well as royalty. They were written in Chinese and were originally short songs set to music. The focus of the Sijo is usually nature and contemplation. We’ll try that to begin with.

There are:

Three Lines
14-16 syllables per line
A total of 44-46 syllables for the entire poem.
To know how many syllables in a particular word try HowManySyllables.com.

Lost Choice

Dark shades block out colours, rain falls, mother earth weeps in shock.
Red dress and cloak, female beauty hidden. Choice ripped away.
Rain falls in torrents it cannot wash away the sins of the world.

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This is part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

#TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 277, #SpecificForm: tanka prose.

This month Colleen has chosen a Tanka Prose as our form to work with this month. I am not too good with this form I need more practice. I have written about my husband struggling with the aftermath of covid .

******

Another night where sleep eludes us. The cough is so harsh and painful. It racks his being. I cannot sleep , I feel the strain on his body.
Silently I lay still for fear he may of found sleep and I do not want to wake him. Minutes pass I resist the urge to check he’s still breathing and I relax. Suddenly the rasping cough returns and rips the peace asunder.
Finally the dawn creeps through the curtains, he is silent, sleeping. I arise exhausted to face another day.

night shadows enfold
we exist in half life fear
will we ever rest
the covid cough is so cruel
lack of breath day and night tires
.

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This is part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

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