TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 315, 4/11/23.

TankaTuesday .

Mentioned many times in the Bible, the white lily symbolizes purity, rebirth, new beginnings and hope and is most often associated with the resurrection of Jesus Christ as observed on Easter. In Pagan traditions, the Easter lily is associated with motherhood and is often gifted to mothers as a symbol of gratitude.

Oakley Mae. Congratulations Colleen.

An extra Tanka just for Colleen and her great granddaughter.

A great granddaughter
Sitting amongst the flowers
Such a miracle
You beat the odds Oakley Mae
Healthy and happy today. © willowdot21

I have chosen an Abhanga for the prompt. The theme I am using is birth and death. The rebirth of ressaurection and the new life of a baby. The Lily and Oakley Mae being my inspiration.

We write Abhanga in any number of 4-line stanzas with 6-6-6-4 syllables each. L2 and L3 rhyme. The end rhyme scheme is abbc. It is customary to title your poetry.

Birth Rebirth

Gratitude for motherhood
The Lily sign of rebirth
Easter greetings bring great myrth
New life restored.

Such purity and beauty
Splashed with the blood of Jesus
Or a sheet with birth mucus
Birth and death mix.

Tomb is empty he is risen
Our new hope, like a new babe
Rebirth raises from the grave
We are now blessed.

THIS IS PART OF COLLEEN CHESEBRO’S TUESDAY TANKA CHALLENGE

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 438 FABLE and Fire.

The phoenix risen
Pine trees renewed by fire
No fable it’s truth.

Ronovanwrite’s .

PART OF RONOVANWRITE’S WEEKLY HAIKU CHALLENGE.

Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt. Renewal.

The wind in my feathers, I rise

My sharp eyes see eternity

Making my way into grey skies.

Like my soul I fly free.

The land spreads beneath

From mountains to beach

Golden field and green leaf

As for my destiny I reach.

Tiny pink buds dance in the mist

The day will lengthen and warm

All will be bright and sun kissed

This is the promise of dawn.

#writephoto.

Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo

An Autumn Cinqku.

This month Kat Myrman is writing a Cinqku a day. I read her first two on loved them so I am going to try one now.

“A cinqku must always have 5 lines and a perfect seventeen-syllable count. The lines typically follow a 2,3,4,6,2 format. There is no title requirement on the second line. As for syntax and diction styles, it follows the free Tanka style originally. There are no metric requirements for a cinqku poem. Additionally, the final line must contain a cinquain or kireji turn for emphasis.

Leaves fall

Days grow short

Food is gathered

The nights grow longer

Ready for renewal

Harvest.

Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt. Renewal.

Here we are a New Year and a new photo prompt from Sue Vincent. Thursday Photo prompt.

Renewal.

After the silence came the roar, the rush of wind. The whole planet shook and vibrated to the unholy boom.

They stood unbelieving, as the fire ball coloured the sky. Frozen to the spot they could not ignore the terrifying beauty of it all.

The fire came and went nothing survived.

After the silence there was nothing, just a black hole, renewal?

#writephoto

Rejoice, Rejoice

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They thought all was lost they thought  that  he was gone.

They walked sadly to his tomb  feel hopeless, everthing was wrong.

The sun was shining, like any other day

Yet  what they found  left them with no  words to say.

 

“He is no longer here” a smiling  young  man said

“He is alive  so rejoice.  Your friend, your son is no longer  dead!”

Unbelieving  they all stood and stared at  the empty space

“Where is he” asked the  woman , “I need to see his face”

 

No one had stolen him,  there had been a guard outside

Yet  he was gone , his tomb empty . All rules of life defied.

“Go” said  the young man “go tell all who believed in him

He is Risen  and gone to his father. He died to cleanse your sins.”

 

They went forth into the world and gladly  spread  the news.

And their beloved Jeus did appear  to them to expell their  blues.

He died  for us, an awful painful death. He sacrificed for us the  most  that  he could give.

He washed away mandkind’s sins so in his beautiful light all of us could live.

 

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I am so sorry I have been abscent for  a while and have not been able  to read  your posts  but  you  are  all in  my  thoughts!

So to all of  you Happy Easter  be Blessed  and Happy.

I hope to be back properly  soon.

Love  willow xxxxxx