#TANKATUESDAY Weekly #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 248, #PHOTOPROMPT

WELCOME NoTO COLLEEN CHESEBRO’S TANKA TUESDAY!

Sangeetha, from MindFills selected the photo for this week. It’s her personal photo, so please add the image credit. Remember, we can see what’s in the image, so write your poem using the image as an inspiration.

Don’t just describe what you see in the image. Think about metaphor and allegory. Don’t forget to use imagery in your poem. Just remember to check what form you’re using. Some of the Japanese forms frown upon the use of metaphors. 

Tilini – The Himalaya, 2021 photo credit – sangeetha

I am the wild flow
you are the stay and anchor
we are stuff of life.

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This is part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS October 16, 2021

Our Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “if.” Start your post with the word “If.” Enjoy!

If only I’d made more time
To travel to your door
If only we been closer
Or I’d known what I know now before.
If only I had told you how much I really care
If only I could touch you, If only you were here.

© willowdot21 Mary and I , Mary seated.

My  dear  and  beautiful second eldest  sister died  in October 2015 . She was a nursing  sister  all her  working  life and  she  touched  so many  lives. She died a horrible  and  painful  death due  to a  drug  resistant  bug. 

Last moments

The  machines  murmured and  slowly  stopped their pings

As her  soul, finally  at  peace, was  released  and  found it’s  wings.

After months  of  pain  and  strain she  was  free  to  run and laugh  again.

I hope  you  are  back  with  your  true love and  dancing  to  a sweet refrain.

God  Bless  you  sister  dear

I shall miss  you  so,  yet still feel  you near.

Your departure on my heart has left a scar

You are  still next  to me not  far.

This is part of LindaGHill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 79: (VERVE) in the C rhyme line.

Ronovan Writes Decima Challenge Image

Enthusiasm and delight
Mixes with Gaia’s perfect plan
The insects are a happy gang .
Some just crawl others take to flight.
Joy da vivre keeps them up all night.
This party is full of such verve
The bugs are on an upward curve.
Butterflies, spiders, ladybugs
All bouncing mad as if on drug.
Phychedelic bugs, high on lovre.

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Décima Challenge.

Song Lyric Sunday: Laundry.

Jim Adams

Our host for Song Lyric Sunday, Jim Adams said: Last week we had Every Dog Has Their Day, with it being Fandango Sunday and our theme was Other, That, or This.  This week a rather different prompt where you are supposed to find songs where somebody is having sex, or talking about it, insinuating sex, or hinting about sex. 

Well I didn’t have to think long my favourite singer/ songwriter , sound engineer and producer Imogen Heap has written two beautiful songs about Laundry?

I shall let Imogen tell you a little about how she made the album Sparks and the track Entanglement.

Here we are
Blood pressure rising fast
Air electric
Conduct this orchestraA micro utopia born
As the overture plays
This prelude to life long love
Our bodies entanglement takes
You all over me
Me all over youFearless heart
I’m gonna take care of you
Whether spark or spiral
I’ll pull the strength of sunsIt’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, me, me)
Me all over you (you, you, you)
You all over me Oh, burst me into bloom I dare you to
Lose yourself in our embodiment
Ravage this palate of pinks and reds and
Dissolve into radianceIt’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, me, me, me, me)
Me all over you, you, you, you
You all over

Source: LyricFind

Now an older track, Between sheets from Imogen’s album Ellipse.

You and me, between sheets
It just doesn’t get better than this
The many windswept yellow stickies of my mind
Or the molten emotional front line
I couldn’t care less, I’m transfixed in this absolute blissHmmThe sweet sleepless tumbling night
Mmm and the morning on your skin, a loved up light
Tracing patterns in the maze of your back
Softly softly the goose bumps, like thatAnd then a kiss Mmm, maybe another MmmAnd another mmm

Source:  LyricFind.

Happy Sunday everyone.

Memories.

image from here.

Memories.

They  wriggle  and they giggle  and they run and hide

You know them all, you’re the one who put them inside.

They hint  and they suggest,  they rub around the edge

You have to keep them active for absence of them turns  your mind to veg.

They are beautiful  and ugly , huge and very small

They are  full of importance and yet  they have none at all.

Warm and soft  and fluffy , scary  , evil  and terrifying

Having  a birthday party or turbulence while flying.

Having  your  first baby  or your wedding day

But  when you have to remember them, they’ve often flown away 

Dancing with your first love  kissing him goodnight

Arguing  with your family  .. boy that was an almighty  fight !

Fighting off depression, facing down your fears

Memories dancing  and prancing, escaping  through your ears.

Your first teddy’s name was Jingles your first job was blast

If  you let  your  memories run  it’s like  a film with a giant cast!

You  need to keep it active  you cannot let it rest

For if you do not use it deserts you and that is not for the best.

Watch it  very  carefully be aware of the tricks it plays on  you

You must keep it buzzing or it will wonder off into the blue.

They  wriggle  and they giggle  and they run and hide

But  you know that they are in there, you’re the one who put them inside.

They hint  and they suggest,  they rub around the edge

You have to keep them active for absence of them turns  your mind to veg.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Sept. 25, 2021

Badge by Shelley Krupa.

Our lovely host LindaGHill has given us this week’s prompt for SoCs.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “near/far.” Use “near,” use “far,” use them both if you’d like. In fact, if you start your post with one and end with the other, you get bonus points! Enjoy!

Photo by Tomaz Barcellos on Pexels.com

Far away in the land of never never lived Princess Charmless. Unlike all her princess sisters Charmless was far from beautiful, far from dainty and far from demure. In fact she was so far from being princess like she was often mistaken for one of the commoners. She was, though the nearest to kind in her whole family.

Now near to the castle there was a blacksmith’s forge and that’s where Charmless loved to spend her days, getting hot and dirty helping old Dan the blacksmith. Dan knew exactly who she was but chose not to let on because he was so pleased to have a young and healthy assistant.

Charmless was never happier than when busy at the forge. The King and Queen knew where Charmless was and were happy to know she was, safe and near unlike when she was younger and running off near and far!

One day Prince Charming from a neighbouring kingdom had need to visit the forge. He came in dressed in all his finery and was immediately taken by the unglamorous but cute assistant.

Well so far we have Prince Charming and Princess Charmless thrown together by fate. … Well I am running out of time so to cut a very long and involved story short , they fell in love and got married and bought a nice little castle near both kingdoms. They lived happily ever after.

Oh! They had a huge wedding and their friends came from far and near!

#TANKATUESDAY WEEKLY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 243, #SYNONYMSONLY

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY

Are you ready to choose some syllables to use in your syllabic poetry this week? Ruth, from RuthKlein’s Scribbles, selected your two words:

I chose to write an ETHEREE this week, my synonyms for Family are Clans and relations, and for peace, Tranquility and war free.

Family & Peace.(Synonyms)

We
Bluster
And bemoan
The shortcomings
Of extended clans
While calming the waters
Others raise fires with their fans.
Will things come to a bloody pass?
Or tranquility encompass us?
And so relations we will be, war free.

image from pixabay.

THIS IS PART OF COLLEEN’S TANKA TUESDAY.

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 375 PEACH and Fuzz.

Photo by Berke Araklu0131 on Pexels.com

chin smooth a peach
the teen years bring gentle fuzz
don’t use harsh razors
there’s time enough for stubble
the urge to age breeds trouble.

A Tanka for Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

Badge by Shelley Krupa.

It is Saturday and time for LindaGHill’s weekly prompt.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “where.” Use it any way you’d like!

It’s twenty years today since 9/11, we can’t forget today or this week because the media will not let us. Sadly there have been so many incidents before and since, it never stops. There are people all over the world living with war and terrorism every day. We must never forget any of this and all that went on before 9/11 because if we do there is no hope. No we must not forget but we can’t stop there we must change, we must change.

Where.
Where in the world is there peace.
Where in the world do the oppressed get relief.
Where in the world is there no evil
Where do harsh words and deeds not spill
From the mouths of leaders who’s talk is cheap
They set the rules while others reap
Children die and parents weep.
Yet we have the answers in our reach
The wherewithal is here use it I beseech.

One-Liner Wednesday. Support.

This is part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday. Most importantly it speaks of how I regard all my sisters genetic and those with different parents. A couple of my sisters need a boost , you know who you are. I am always here for you.

“For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.”

Christina Rossetti

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