Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 155 #SynonymsOnly or #Theme-Thanksgiving

This week you have a choice. You can write about the #Theme of Thanksgiving (thankful, grateful, family, etc. whatever that word means to you)

OR

here are your two words for this week:

“End & Hurry”

Hopefully they travelled
Across the Atlantic Ocean
Praying for safe delivery
Pleased at first sight of land
Yearning for all they had left behind
Thankful to be safely delivered
Hopeful of a brave new world
Aching in soul and body
No one shirked their duties
Kindred spirits they worked together
Spring, Summer and Autumn brought their hardships
Giving thanks to their God
Indians watched them from afar
Vainly struggling in a hostile  world
In fear they struggled but
Never giving up they reached harvest
God saw them through  and they gave thanks.

So as I did an Acrostic poem which is not within our remit so here is a Tanka. A synonymous Tanka not using the words End and Hurry.

Thanksgiving Tanka
It comes to a close
The year gently closing down
Only to speed up
Thanksgiving with family
It all ends so happily.

This is part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka.

COLLEEN’S WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 89, “DRY & WET,” #SYNONYMSONLY

This is part of Colleen Chesebro’s of the Fairy Whisper Weekly Tanka Tuesday.

I need deep damp loam

Darkness, for now, is my home

Soon I will rise up

I will dance in the warm sun

After the rain, my growth done.

Rain soaked leaves drip water

No longer sunbaked or parched

The weather cycles

Just like melting icicles

In sun they evaporate.

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Wordless Wednesday : The Progress Of The Tomato Plants.

Week One

 

Week two

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This week

Special Cargo

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Brightly you blossom and bloom now, as I once was  blessed to bloom

The life I brought forth loves you and you carry his seed in your womb.

Joy of joy life goes on and on such are the wonderful circles of life.

As us before you met young. I loved you then I love you now his wife.

No better gift can a man give a woman than to maker her a lover

No better gift can one woman give another than to make her a grandmother.

 

Thank you , thank you I will be here for you to give help and support

Only to step in if asked to stand back even if it hurts, to advice only if sort.

My time has passed no more can I bare fruit but I am woman

I was once  as girl as you were until now , this seed makes you woman

May you raise this gift  and love the love it chooses and feel as I do

I pray you are given this gift one day,  then you can look back and see my words were true,

THANK YOU .

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This is a personal poem, I do not want women anywhere thinking I am saying you have to have children to be whole. That is not the case  a woman is a woman.

Gate Keepers :6

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Sister, sister,  stop , what use to run ? What use to hide

Halt sister, stand by me. We must not run let’s hold this gate with pride.

I shall support you if you support me we stand together

Like stone  against all evil we will defend  this earth forever.

 

Slowly the gate keepers watched  as things began to grow

They held the  gates against all evil that tried to enter and over throw.

First came the plants  and the cells soon insects and fish crawled and swam

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From the  broth of life they slowly  emerge, the humans rose to two feet and the rot began.