Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 152, #Poet’sChoice

It’s the first of the month and you know what that means! Poets choose your own words.

This challenge is for Haiku, Senryu, Haiga, Tanka, Haibun, Etheree, Nonet, Shadorma, and Cinquain poetry forms. 

So what to choose it is Autumn and all that entails so here we go. I think I will go with a Tanka. My two words are Cold and Dead. I believe the rules on the first of the month mean we don’t need synonyms. So here is an Autumnal Tanka.

This is part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

Cold, damp Autumn days
Burning leaves, and bonfire haze
Dark early, cosy up
Harvest in, the ground is dead
Hopes and dreams for life ahead.
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Twittering Tales #136 – 14 May 2019

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Too Damn Hot.

Every evening Julia would find the fridge open! It was so annoying such a waste of energy.
With a sharp intake of breath she slammed it shut, checked on the evening meal and left the kitchen.
Julia never heard the frustrated scream of the Fridge. “Why put me next to the oven?”
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This is part of Kat Myrman’s Twittering Tales.

Misty Autumn Morn

Autumn mists adorn the fields

It’s early yet and has an eerie feel.

There is not a soul to see

Only the mist, Ruby and me.

So we make our way around

Where a hoary silver paints the ground

The sun is trying to burn through

Above the mist are skies of blue

There is a faint pink tint to cloud

The mist still hanging like a shroud.

So we turn homeward bound

Past the old house our muffled tread makes no sound.

Essence Day 25

Not feeling well today can’t get warm. So my essence reflects this.

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Tired of being so cold

Run fleeing, warmth to hold.

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Day 25 of Jane Dougherty’s Daily Essence Poem Challenge.

Thursday

Thursday, tired ,wet and  cold  day

Rushing round  town day, meet for  coffee day

Home wet  day , heavy shopping day

Write  the Christmas  cards day.

Nothing much else to  say  day!

Empty House Nonet : Day 8 Nano Poblano

Silence creeps around  the old  dark house

All quiet, quiet as a mouse .

Suddenly bang goes the door

Louder than ever before.

It was the north wind

Rushing right through

Dancing leaves

Lifted

High.

Autumn Thoughts.

All the leaves are dancing  swirling down

Undulating  in the breeze round and round

Tumbling  rumblings underground

Urgently  creatures searching for   their stores underground.

Mists  in the mornings, chilly  nights soon be fireworks after  Halloween  frights!

New seasons  Harvest Moon, witches and pumpkin men  will be here soon!

 

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The sun’s heat  is  waning  and the nights  are drawing in

Chilly winds are swooping round corners and  whipping up  the leaves

Early morning porridge, make sure  you wrap up the cold will nip your skin.

Summer sadly  has taken her up her shoes and left us the dark mornings to grieve.

Ready  for the harvest ready  for shorter  days

Time to get out  your  winter  coats  and your furry boots

The long  and lazy days  of  summer  have vanished in a haze.

Cars  driving with their lights on early, listen out for their  warning toots!

The Argument.

I know that it is  raining  I can see that it wet

But you are my familiar  and not a blooming pet!

I have asked you nicely I have even said please

Now go and get me food or I shall infest you with flees.

 

Excuse me, Lady  Mistress, this does not seem quite right

Just where in my contract does it say I have to work for you at night!

You have run me ragged every minute of today

I am tired now and my feathers are wet and here in the warm I need to stay.

 

Pardon me, my fine feathered friend pardon me my beauty

I am not requesting  that you get me food I am demanding that you do your duty.

I am the one in charge not you , I am the tortured soul of a Vampire

You do as I bid  and brook me not.Go, go on, What are waiting for, wet weather attire.

 

Well Mistress that would not go amiss for I am not a duck,

And if I get lost  you will miss out and that would be such bad luck.

Be Gone Get out and find me fresh blood

And if you play your cards right I shall dip you in the stream on your return to remove the mud.

 

 

Here comes the Snow

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The snow is on the way, I heard someone on the radio say, it might be here today but it is certainly on its way. The temperature is going to drop we will all hear the thermometers go plop! Because the snow is on the way and the temperatures will drop!

The cat will not go out she’ll sit at the window and pout, the dog will not be put off he will leap about no doubt!He will get covered with snow he loves all that you know! But the cat will sit at the window and pout she will not go out in the snow.The squirrel will go mad looking for all the nuts that he had, he will not take a brake until he finds them all. The Magpies and the other birds will watch him from the wall, they will not help at all they just will just watch him from the wall  .

                                                                                                                        We will never now from whence came the snow, the children love it so, playing in the snow. The cars will all go slow, crawling through the snow. People laying low to avoid going out in the snow.Ringing into work the daily grind to shirk.

So bound by the snow the trains will all go slow that’s if they even go because they are bound by the snow , stop and go. The buses will not run waiting at the bus stop but they’ll not come. No they do not run like they do in the sun. No they all go slow when they have to run in the snow.

Well now it is quiet, the moon and snow make special light.All sparkly in the night now everyone’s at home and they have finished the snow ball fight. The twinkly twinkly light the sky is clear all the star have taken flight

Let’s get this right on this starry starry night when all the stars have taken flight. The cat and the dog know what is right. They just know  how to behave in the snow . The squirrel is all curled up safely now because he knows it best to keep warm in the snow to stay in not out to go..

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