WORDLESS Wednesday: Frozen.

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PART OF HUGH’S WORDLESS WEDNESDAY.

Colleen Chesebro’#TankaTuesday #Ekphrastic #Poetry Challenge, 1/24/22, No. 304

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

This week, using the painting as your inspiration, please write either a syllabic poetry form or a freestyle poem, including a syllabic form

Boughton, George Henry; The Lady of the Snows; Walker Art Gallery; http://www.artuk.org/artworks/the-lady-of-the-snows-97671

Your challenge for this week:

Is to write Ekphrastic poem.

The beautiful painting above has inspired me to write 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.

Three Lines 14-16 syllables per lineA total of 44-46 syllables for the entire poem.

Cold, cold, cold.

No weather so artic could out freeze her soul.
No snow blizzard could chill her more, her heart is like ice from winters depths.
Her countenance belies the hate she carries, heavy. The lady of the snows.

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THIS IS PART OF Colleen Tanka Tuesday wordcraft

Wordless Wednesday.

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Part of Hugh’s Wordless Wednesday.

K.L.Caley’s #writephoto part one of a catch up post Morgarna, Merlin and co have not been sleeping. Part 1.

Morgarna had a very rough time coping with being robbed if powers and incaserated in a lonely freezing garret but as always nothing lasts forever.

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Merlin carefully carried Morgarna into the house where he gently woke her up. She was not in a good mood and a little surprised to be back at the house…” What took you so long I felt like I was dying in that cold and dirty garret!”
” You were not too easy to find babes you were off the radar for a while there! How are you feeling now Morgs”
“Absolute rubbish Merl’s but I can feel my powers returning and boy that’s really good, I felt really vulnerable, I can’t imagine how those mortals must feel…so unsafe!” With that Morgarna sprung up and announced that she was off for a bath and just vanished.
“What have I told you about inappropriate use of Magic” Merlin asked the void she’d left.
“Just testing that my powers work, and a little.bird told me you’ve not been quite the stickler lately! “

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Later a much refreshed and more confident Morgarna emerged looking her normal stunning self.
Gail was in the kitchen cooking up a whirlwind and John was happily watching her completely spell bound by the machinery and the amazing smells.
Merlin and Morgarna sat in the lab huddled over the computer discussing the next step they needed to take to deal with the shapshifting entity.
“We may not need to go back Morgs, right now he’s in our time zone is
and I believe I have located his home planet. We need to get him sorted and returned before he causes more problems.
We need to return to the cemetery and the Volts were Annette and her father are buried”
Morgarna agreed, ” We’d better take John with us too.

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“I’m coming too” insisted Gail I need to see this one through to the end! “
“Okay” said Merlin “but it won’t be all excitement!”
” Are we jumping or driving, Merl’s?” Morgarna asked.
“Time is of the the essence, right now I think we should Jump and so they did.

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Reindeer – Image by KL Caley.

As they landed in the cemetery they found themselves surrounded by a thick fog, in the distance they could see a herd of reindeer 🦌” Oh! How festive” Morgarna trilled.

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“Come we need to get things sorted out ” replied Merlin pointing his mobile at the distant deer, ” those are just deer so we had best get on.”
Are you ready for this John , are you ready to meet your love Annette again?” Asked Gail . “Yes indeed I am. I miss her so ” said John.
As Gail and John headed towards the church and the crypt ….. Merlin and Morgarna headed in to town, the ghosts who had witnessed the the Entity taking the young man’s body described him.
They had seen the entity enter one of houses in the street just outside the cemetery.two houses with matching doors, railings and winter decor.

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“Well ” Merlin got his phone and ER. out and pointed them at the doors, then after looking at the reading he
continued “It’s in the lit up house”
“Are you certain” asked Morgarna “I’d of thought that he’d be hiding in the dark one…..I’d of put money on it!”
“We said Merlin that’s probably what it wants us to think , but it’s definitely in the lit up house.”
Silently Morgarna and Merlin went into the house using a skeleton key that Merlin had in his pocket. As they stepped inside they were shocked to find themselves in a pitch black hallway in a pitch black house?

Neighbours – Image by KL Caley.

This is part of K.L.Caley’s #writephpto Horizon.

Wordless Wednesday. Sparkles.

Part of Hugh’s views and news wordless Wednesday.

Wordless Wednesday. Window on the World.

Part of Hugh’s Wordless Wednesday.

Christmas Lights.

photo from Sue Vincent

Christmas Lights

Fingers almost blue, toes numb like her soul.
Fear has her in it’s grip , she is no longer whole.
Lights twinkle on the water and the snow
Eyes closed she stands silently rocking to and throw .
Warmth and home seem a million miles away.
Under this bridge, damp and bitter her only place to stay.
Tears cannot fall when frozen but they hurt as much.
She longed for a gentle word or loving touch.
Watching the lights on the water dance.
Like little fairies they leap and prance.
Music floats across the water to her ears
Laughter and an happy voices, she hears.
Tired, so tired she slumps down on the frozen ground
Watches the lights from the house praying never to be found.
Maybe she could of spoken out but she had not dared.
Who would believe her, who would of cared
Slowly life slips away from her grasp.
Suddenly she is held in a warm, kind clasp.
A soft voice takes her to a happier place
She opens her eyes and sees God’s face.

Anywhere Christmas Years Eve2022: Another drug addict found dead under the the bridge opposite the Ferryman’s Inn.

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An old post from the days of Sue Vincent’s #writephoto

Wordless Wednesday on Thursday 💜

PART OF HUGH’S WORDLESS WEDNESDAY.

TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 300, 11/29/22, #ShareYourDay

WELCOME TO #TANKATUESDAY!

Colleen said “This is the last poetry challenge for 2022. I’ll return on January 3, 2023, with a new year of poetry challenges.”

This is our 300th #TankaTuesday Challenge!!

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 day.

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This Reflects our life
The kitchen is our true hub.
Life turned upside down.

PART OF COLLEEN’S TUESDAY TANKA CHALLENGE

Wordless Wednesday . Abandoned.

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Part Of Hugh’s Wordless Wednesday