COLLEEN’S 2020 WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 190 #SYNONYMSONLY

Jules, of Jules Pens Some Gems selected your words for this week. Check out this amazing list of poetry forms on her blog!

Here are your two words:

“Circled and Squared”

Image from Pixabay

Hawk
Moved in
Spiralling
Towards his pray
Mouse faced up to him.
Their eyes met silently
The rodent knew the cycle
Of life and the part would play
Straightening his shoulders he stood true.
Hawk extended his talons took his due

I have written an Etheree using synonyms for the prompt words.

This is part of Colleen Chesebro’s Weekly Tanka Challenge.

#Haikai Challenge #150 (8/2/20): Sturgeon Moon #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

Today or tonight 3rd Aug there is a full moon. Frank Tassone tells this full moon has many names, among them Sturgeon Moon. So as we transcend from Summer to Autumn Frank suggest: “This week, write the haikai poem of your choice (haiku, senryu, haibun, tanka, haiga, renga, etc.) that alludes to the sturgeon moon.”

I have chosen a Tanka .

Sturgeon Moon.

Image from pixabay

Summer’s passing I grieve

Yet soon her gifts we’ll receive

Silver reflections

Stone cast, sturgeon moon ripples

And so the world keeps turning.

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 15 (KIND) This week, it’s the B rhyme line.

Welcome to the Décima Poetry Challenge. Each week we’ll be attempting a Décima, also known as an Espinela, poem, set by our gracious host Ronovanwrite’s.

If you don’t know how to write a Décima, click HERE to go to a post on how to write one.

Image from Pixabay

Mankind

What is the measure of our lives
Not caring of our type or kind
Keeping ourselves only in mind.
Selfish thoughts are all that us drives
We ignore and avert our eyes
Not a care for those who struggle
Ignore the poor in their huddle
Strip nature of all her riches
Waste water leaving dry ditches.
Mankind leaves nothing but muddle.

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Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 13 (TRUE) This week, it’s the C rhyme line.

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Décima poetry challenge which is also linked to his Weekly Haiku Challenge.

We are diminished as a whole
Like ever decreasing circles
Drifting out to Gaia’s center
Gentle ripples in times echo
Resounding loudly as they go
We’ve nearly lost fight it’s true
Blackening the earth and skies too
Can we escape the sands of time
Or will the bells ring out deaths chimes.
Is there anything we can do.

Wordless Wednesday. Escape.

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 313 Dwindle&Ripple

It’s Monday and time for Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

The Challenge Words!

Dwindle&Ripple

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All hope will dwindle

Nature has no patience left

Lost in time Ripple.

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 312 Intent&Thought

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Rediscovering

Nature is my sole intent

All life here in thought

The Challenge Words! From Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

Intent&Thought

Thursday photo prompt: Painted #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a rather oriental red bridge over a  pool covered with waterlilies and surrounded by trees.

This week’s prompt ~ Painted

In silence they stand and drink in the view

The sound of the waterfall, music to their ears

The lilly flowers a sight bright and new

They had seen nothing like this for years.

The beauty of nature, it sights and it’s smells

Had almost been forgotten lost for years.

A lifetime they’d been sheltering in their cells.

Hiding from death, while nature simply thrived

Without interference the planet found new life

The humans dwindled but some survived

The planet hoped they had their lessen learned.

Don’t take nature for granted her gifts are to be earned

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THIS IS PART OF SUE VINCENT’S #writephoto.

Thursday photo prompt: Dance #writephoto

This week’s prompt ~ Dance

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a pale sun piercing the mists above a green path through a golden field, leading into the centre of a circle of stones.

Join the dance of ages,

Of soothsayers and sages.

As history writes the pages

The stones meet the dawn with praises.

As the sun burns through the mist

Gia touches each stone to give grist

To life’s turns and twist

She warms each one sun kissed.

As night begins to fall

The stones begin to dance and call

This the magic and nature of them all

By day they stand by night they join the ball.

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This, ( I hope) joyous ode to Gia raises my soul. Part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge.

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Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 304: Might & Slight

Slender tips of green

Push against the odds with might

Win however slight.

This is part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.