TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 285, 8/18/22 #Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt

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This week’s challenge explores Ekphrastic poetry, inspired by visual art or photographs. Reena provided a piece of her artwork for this month’s challenge. There’s plenty of imagery in her art, and it’s a great inspiration to write your poem. Remember what you’ve learned about the psychology of color in your poetry.

This week I have chosen an etheree for my form for the Ekphrastic poem.

Gaia Gives.

A kaleidoscope of earthy colours
Escapes a knowing, talented hand.
So much that the inner eye sees.
The guiding hand of Gaia
Brings meaning to fingers
And peace to the brain
Would that all could
Share the view
Gaia
Gives.

This is part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Dec. 11, 2021

Badge by Shelley Krupa.

It Saturday and time for Stream of Consciousness Saturday .Linda G. Hill our host said : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “tree.” Use the word “tree” or write about a tree. Any kind of tree. Enjoy!

TREES

I love nature and I have always loved trees. I often find myself drawn to them and can spend hours in their company.

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Bend with the wind, go with the flow

So wise, with knowledge we will never know.

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Bare in the winter

Silent in snow

Covered in blossom in spring

Birds nest in your branches and sing

Summer brings green leaves

And you give us shade

Autumn’s hues are a sight to behold

Silent a history of secrets you hold.

Trees know so much, they see so much. We use them to build, for warmth, for furniture. We give little back. We, humans as a race are users. Vast forests and jungles are cleared in the name of progress.

Hopefully with the splinters and ashes and discarded furniture the trees go back into mother Earth so new ones may grow.

Trees and vegetation were here before us, they will be here when we are gone.

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 188, #ThemePrompt

WELCOME TO Colleen Chesebro’s TANKA TUESDAY!

It’s the fourth week of July! Are you ready for a theme prompt? Sue Vincent selected the theme this week with a quote prompt: I have written a double Etheree this week.

“Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth.” Herman Hesse

The wisdom of Ents.

You
Told me
Your secrets
Reached out, touched me
Spoke inside my head
Showed me life eons past
All the changes you have seen
The sum of your knowledge is vast.
You’re not tied by religion or cast.
Un-dispoiled by rank or fortune you stand.
Your knowledge once tapped can not be unseen.
You picked me from the group, gently spoke.
I heard you and carry your words.
To this day I still hear you
Still see what you showed me.
The vision is true
Sheltered by you.
Life giving
You are
Ent.

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Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #280 Valley#Peak

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

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Traveling through this life
Lost in a barren Valley
Love can peak your soul

Laughter Lines

Not me, but see her beauty

You  see  the  wrinkles and  lines I wear them  with pride

At  first I did  not  want  them  and  did  my  best  to hide

Each  new  line, until I realized that  they told  a tale.

My life  everything I  have done  win  or  fail.

 

Beauty is  but  skin deep  your actions  are  your  light

How  you  treat  each person  you meet. If  you treat them  right

You  grow, your  soul blossoms  and  beauty  shines out of  you

Do  as  you would  be done  by  I was told , and it  is  true.

 

Yes  I make  the best  of  what I have   but  I don’t  wast time

Wishing  I was young  and  lithe. I am what I am , what you see is mine.

Youth is  fleeting  so is beauty, what use  is  all that  with out love

To be  loved  and to  love is  the greatest gift  from above.

 

You  see  the  wrinkles and  lines I wear them  with pride

At  first I did  not  want  them  and  did  my  best  to hide

Each  new  line, until I realized that  they told  a tale.

My life  everything I  have done  win  or  fail.

 

Comment on Thomas the Rhymer

This fantastic comment was sent  to me by  simon7banks   I have reblogged   it  here and added a picture . Please visit Simon’s blog

 

simon7banks commented on Musical Themes : Myths

 

The word machair is still current in Scottish Gaelic to mean a grassy coastal plain: it’s one of the main habitat divisions of the Outer Hebrides (machair and beach on the western shores, rocks on the eastern) and the county of Angus is traditionally divided into the Braes o’ Angus (the rough hills) and the Machair Angus (the coastal plain).
My take on Thomas the Rymer is here.

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THOMAS THE RYMER

If you would ride into the borderlands alone
Or following a queen or an indistinct light
If you would be separated from the sun
Remember the sound of the waves and, Thomas, ride on.

If you would be free, then follow
If you would live, then die.

If, Thomas, you wish to feel the rough texture of bread
Rasping your hands, the tang and sweetness of wine,
Wind in the leaves, hair in your face, stroking fingers, soft rain,
Ride on.
Remember, and sing the song.