WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY! It’s the fourth week of the month – time for a #ThemePrompt! Last month, I selected Sally Cronin to pick this month’s theme: The Night Sky On the Monday before the next challenge, I’ll select someone to choose next month’s theme. Have fun! PLEASE support the other poets by visiting blogs .
Padre, from Padre’s Ramblings, provided the photo for this month’s challenge. What does this photo say to you? Write some syllabic poetry and tell me what you think. Make sure to give Padre credit for the use of his photo.
Here are your two words selected by Ruth Scribbles, from last month’s #SyllablesOnly challenge:
COMFORT & WORN
This week I have taken inspiration from when our eldest was three, he was ill and in hospital. My husband drew a picture of him sleeping in the hospital bed, clutching his beloved blanket.
Ever since he could hold it he was attached to a multicoloured blanket my mother had crocheted for him. First it was a pram blanket, then it moved to the cot finally it was dragged around everywhere. He would not go to bed without it so it had to be washed and dried as quickly as possible amid long and loud protestations!
He truly loved his blanket, sadly two of his cousins, older but not wiser, decided to hide it. We did substitute another blanket my mum had made, which did suffice but was not quite the same. I am happy to say that when he was about eight,and the old friend was only used at bedtime or when ill, went to his first cubs camp, the blanket was reluctantly left behind…he survived and pretty soon the blanket was relinquished. He still smiles if the blanket is mentioned, and he is 47years 💜
Below I have included the picture hubby drew in the hospital. Our has his blanket to his nose and a yellow Teddy.
I have written a Haiku in the shortened form of 3/5/3. I think that the shorter version is sometimes more powerful.
This week, Colleen is looking for Haibun (Prose & Haiku) and Tanka Prose (Prose and Tanka) to use as examples in her book. Colleen is also going through our blogs and leaving us messages of poetry that she’d like to share in the book. As always, you retain all rights to your work and Colleen will give you credit in the Bibliography. Email her at tankatuesdaypoetry@gmail.com. If she dosen’t answer you right away, please don’t panic. She’ll get to all the emails as she continues to compile the examples. Thanks so much for your help.
It’s the fourth week of the month! Ken Gierke selected this month’s theme prompt. On the Monday before the next challenge, Colleen will select someone to choose next month’s theme. Have fun! Today’s words are.
Today I have decided to try my first Gogyoka for Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge. I have set the Rules out below and I think I have followed the five basics.
Five rules of Gogyohka by Enta Kusakabe (1983).
Gogyohka is a new form of short poem that is based on the ancient Japanese Tanka and Kodai kayo.
Gogyohka has five lines, but exceptionally may have four or six.
Each line of Gogyohka consists of one phrase with a line-break after each phrase or breath.
Gogyohka has no restraint on numbers of words or syllables.
The theme of Gogyohka is unrestricted.
The two words I have chosen to use synonymously are FEVER AND COLD.
It’s the fourth week of the month which means I’ll pick a theme for you to write about for this month. On the Monday before the next challenge, I’ll select someone to choose next month’s theme.
This month’s theme is: “The Circle of Life”
I have done two sets of Haiku. In syllables of, 5/7/5, 3/5/3 and 2/3/2. One set on human life and the other set on nature.
It is the third Tuesday of the month and so it time for our photo prompt from Colleen.
This month’s photo prompt has been provided by me. What does the photo say to you, tell your story in syllabic poetry. Just rely on your emotions.
The young couple at the airport told us (the old couple) of their very recent wedding. They spoke of how beautiful and lavish it had been . They enthused about the food and the guests and the sun-kissed honeymoon they were about to embark on. Yet the bride’s eyes and hands told me a more valid story.
