COLLEEN’S 2020 WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 189, #POET’SCHOICE

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!

So the news intervened in my choice today. The explosion in Lebanon’s capital Beirut yesterday prompted me to write the chain of Haiku below. As if the Lebanon has not got enough issues. As of writing this it’s not known if this incident was an horrific accident or act of war/ terror. I am praying for the dead and injured, numbered in the thousands.

I am combining Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge with Ronovanwrite’s invitation to try out his own new form of Haiku which he has named Shi Rensa Haiku. Here is his explanation.

Beirut

Kindness in measure

Helps us to flourish and grow

Please extend a hand

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Please extend a hand

To those stricken by evil

In a far off land

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In a far off land

Lives stolen and ripped apart

Look deep have a heart.

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Look deep have a heart

We need to find new kindness

There is not enough.

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Paradise Lost

Image Pixabay

The beach was empty like our hearts.

Our feelings ripped into tiny parts.

The wind was bitter just like you.

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 16 (GROW) This week, it’s the C rhyme line.

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

Ronovan say “If you don’t know how to write a Décima, click HERE to go to a post on how to write one.Or…Keep reading and find out, with an example included.

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He also said “One last thing before we jump in the creativity pool, check out my weekly Haiku Challenge that often has prompts (Destruct and Self this week) that share a central theme, at least in my head, with the Décima Poetry Challenge prompt.”

Image from Pixabay.

The Gambler Décima

Always with an eye to the chance
The wheel of fortune spins around
Your spirits high feet don’t touch the ground.
Destruction leads a merry dance
Self denial your chosen stance
Fortunes lessen,they never grow
Your luck revolves like ebb and flow.
Self destruction the gamblers trait
There is no escape from this fate.
Loss of esteem the final blow

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 169 #PhotoPrompt

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

It’s the third week of the month! Time for a #PhotoPrompt

So for Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka, we have a photo prompt from….

Padre, from Padre’s Ramblings, provided the photo for this month’s challenge. What does this photo say to you? Write some syllabic poetry and tell me what you think. Make sure to give Padre credit for the use of his photo.

This week I have chosen to write a Gogyohka.

Image Credit: ©2020 Padre

Was it the red wine

Or the stars in her blue eyes

That gave her away

Elated one moment broken the next

Smashed like an empty bottle of wine.

Just Jot it January and Stream of Consciousness Saturday.

Welcome to the Daily 2020 Just Jot it January Prompt and the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt for SATURDAY, JANUARY 18TH! Linda is copying a prompt she used almost exactly four years ago. She dosen’t reuse prompts very often–I hope you enjoy it!

For those of you joining SoCS for the first time, it’s a little different than the other prompts in that it’s not always a whole word. Much may be left up to your discretion: this week is no exception. Having said that, if you’re joining in from JusJoJan, don’t want to write stream of consciousness style, no worries. It’s up to you! If you do want to try it, please check out the rules below. It’s fun! Here’s your Saturday prompt:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “movie title.” Take the title of the last movie you watched (just the title, not the premise of the movie), and base your post on that title. Have fun!

The last film I watched was the Irishman. The title, NOT THE CONTENT, put me in mind of my mum and dad.

#SoCs

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The Irishman blue eyes and black hair

A lilting voice to make you lose all care

Big hands rough and calloused from work.

He’d always laboured not one to shirk.

The English girl, peaches and cream

He was the handsomest man she’d seen.

She was gentle but also strong

She’d need that strength before too long.

From such different classes

Love knows no bounds and all trials surpasses.

Together they made a life long plan

Happy were they, the English girl and the Irishman.

Jusjojan

Thursday photo prompt: Glass #writephoto

For visually challenged writers, the image shows a bay with clear, glassy water, reflecting blue sky and clouds. The bay is surrounded by green hills, one of which may be an island in the distance

What lies beneath the surface
The reflection of Earth's soul.
It draws you in, devowering you whole.
The cloudy blue sky full of grace
Look deeper and you will see
The truth and essence, you and me.
See in the reflective glass
The beauty of your soul
Let Nature set your goal.

This is part of Sue Vincent’s #writephoto

Be blessed.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Nov. 9/19

Hi it’s time again for SoCs. This week Linda said:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ght.” Find a word that contains the letters “ght” in that order, and use it any way you’d like. Bonus points if you use three or more different words containing those letters. Have fun!

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Butterflies Etheree.

Bright
 Sunlight
Butterflies
Flood skies in flight
Their colours mighty
Work as one no fighting
There's no wrongs for them to right
Their wings beautiful, have no blight
They dance all day and into the night
Silver ghosts by night drawn to candlelight.

Both images above from Pixabay

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS May 11/19. Strain.

Take the strain

It’s worth the pain

We’ll never walk this way again.

Lose the slack

Don’t even look back

Tighten up we’re under attack.

Fight the stress

Your such a bloody mess

Keep it tight there’s no redress.

So take the stain

And loose the slack

Fight the stress there’s no going back.

This strained emotion came to your care of LindaGHill’s #SoCs.

Guess That Art III! Alien meets Predator meets Tangled?

Ron of Ronovanwrite’s has set us another art conundrum.

He says: “If you don’t know who this one is instantly, then you very likely won’t figure it out. Let’s just say the artist isn’t well known by us lay people for this kind of work. I liked it a lot. ”

Well I had a couple of guesses but suggested Picasso. I was wrong.

Ron also said : “Write a piece of poetry or even a post. If you create a post, link back to here or even put your link in the comments, just like with the Haiku Challenge. Or you can simply share your poetry in the comments”

Well recognised or not this is a very haunting image. I have written a poem . I look forward to finding out about this intriguing piece of art.

Trapped and struggling to be free

The dark wages war inside of me.

Caught in a Forrest of terrors

Distorted by a thousand mirrors.

It fights itself, it fights me

In it’s eternal struggle to flee.

Blind and mute, completely lost

Striking out, I pay the cost.

It’s arms and legs carry knives

Hate and passion fill it’s dull eyes.

The path is set no hope for me

I dare not set the darkness free

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 122

As Colleen says: “Valentine’s Day isn’t far off. This is your opportunity to write all that love poetry you’ve been saving. Go ahead… May the muse be with you. ❤

It’s the first challenge of the month which means poets get to choose their own words.

I have chosen my favourite of the moment the Etheree. The words I have chosen are Unrequited and Obsession.

Bring me his heart.

Bring

Me his

Heart I said

I long for him

He does not know l

Even exist, heart pounding

Just for him, blindly I asked

For his heart which you have bought me

Foolish words have caused me to lose him

I’ve unwittingly lost all I desire.