Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 172, #Poet’sChoice

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY! It’s the first of the month and you know what that means! Poets, choose your own syllabic poetry form, theme, words, images, etc. It’s up to you! Are you looking for inspiration for your syllabic poetry?

The earth keeps turning
Gia changes her seasons
Untouched by man’s time
She needs no rhyme or reason
She is patient with us all.

Image from Pixabay

This week for Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka I chose to do a Tanka about Mother Nature and her timeless progress, despite our best efforts to ruin her.

Thursday photo prompt: Still #writephoto

This week’s prompt ~ Still

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a peaceful and still pond, surrounded by green, with sheep grazing in the field beyond. The sky is blue and the branches of the trees are just beginning to show their leaves…

Spring hopes eternal

New life flourishes and blooms

Blue skies lift spirits

Nature opens her palate

Blues and greens to lift spirits.

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This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge.

#writephoto
#writephoto.

Thursday photo prompt: Daybreak #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a morning sky aflame above dark landscape, whose horizon is marked only by trees

Daybreak

Woosh! She swirls her skirts around

Orange, gold, grey and blue

Silently, she wakes the day, without a sound.

She crayons the trees in black, anew

Bidding farewell to the night

Gently she drops dew, the land to nourish

Waving off the early bird in flight

She wakes the Sun so we can flourish.

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#writephoto

This is part of Sue Vincent’s #writephoto.

Thursday photo prompt: Keep #writephoto.

For visually challenged writers, the image shows the ruined tower of a castle, seen through the cross-shaped window of another tower.

The Keep

Nature needs not straight lines

It is only man who craves those confines.

Nature fills the sky with grey and blue

And the earth below with many a hue.

Man builds his dwelling with straight sides

Using what mother provides.

The shape of a cross in a ruin’s walls

Looks to a tower as it crumbles and falls.

Where once an archer stood

Shooting his arrows , true and good.

Now is empty and only cold winds blow

Nature blurs the lines bring beauty were she goes.

We will never know what secrets sleep

Hidden within the castle’s keep.

#writephoto

Wordless Wednesday. Bee-utiful.

© willowdot21 2019

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #287 Brook&Moss

#ronovanwrites

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

#willowdot21 2019

The river flows fast

It brooks no impediment

Gathering no Moss

Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge . Less and Fuss.

It is the first Tuesday of the month and so Colleen has decreed that we can choose our own words this week . Rules and Ping-backs on Colleen’s page

We can choose from these poetic genre’s.

#Haiku, #Tanka,#micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines, #Haibun, #Prose #Senryu, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma

Leap of Faith .

White

Water

Flowing fast

Suicidal

It’s a leap of faith.

Nature’s blind to danger

Where mists rise to veil the view.

Running leaping in a mad dash.

From it’s source to sea and back again

Just like human life but with much less fuss .

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I have chosen to do an Etheree this week, Called Leap of Faith.

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge No. 137 Kind & Shift SynonymsOnly

I have chosen to write a poem about climate change, and the pitfalls there of . Using Type,moved, & caring.

Beware.


What type of weather

Has this earth’s moved its axis

Climate upside down

Be caring of our planet

Don’t cover it in granite.

Lord of the Deep. Trees and Plants.

After the second Drama on the Saturday morning of the Silent Eye Workshop we had a break, then a presentation from Lorraine Munn on The Natural World and Man. Lorraine is a Druid and she is a mentor with O B O D and an ordained minister with the One Spirit Interfaith Foundation.
Lorraine spoke to us about how there is so much in Nature that is spiritual and it’s relationship to man.

Lorraine is a warm and knowledgeable woman who made us all stop and think. She suggested that we can learn a lot from plants and trees. Lorraine is very wise about trees she can commune with them.

I shall not attempt to repeat her presentation because I do not want to misquote or misrepresent her in any way.

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

Bend with the wind,go with the flow

So wise, with knowledge we will never know.

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

Covering the ground in carpets of red and gold.

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.

Yes Lorraine is right we can learn a lot from nature. Trees and plants have been here so much longer than we have. Animals too can teach us so much. Have you ever been privileged enough to have a close encounter with, a fox, deer or even domestic animals. The knowledge in their eyes is beautiful.

Ruby (sitting) and her friend Quala. They are both Guide Dogs, though Ruby is now retired and lives with us.

Yes Lorraine confirmed my feelings on our relationship with Nature and gave me a lot to think about.

Our Acer we have only had it a year but we hope it will grace us with it presence for a long time to come.

Thursday photo prompt: Rooted #writephoto

Roots

Spread like

Waking dreams

Softly flowing

Kaleidoscope greens

Each a wish or a scheme

Flowing from us like a stream

Our canopies brightly adorned

Loves celebrated, loves lost mourned

Secrets, dark and light, forces of god’s light.

You have no idea what I have seen

Winters white,golden light, Spring leaves green

You tie your colours to my boughs

Hoping I will heal your ills

You do not understand

Nature’s true power

Older than time

Reason, rhyme

Spread like

Roots.

This is part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo prompt Challenge. #writephoto.

#writephoto

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