#TANKA TUESDAY WEEKLY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 218 #EKPHRASTIC #PHOTOPROMPT

It’s time for an Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt

This challenge explores Ekphrastic writing inspired by visual art (photographs). D.L. (Denise) Finn from last month’s challenge provided the photo for this month’s challenge. Interpret this photo through the eyes of a poet.

I have written an Etheree embodying the Spirit of Winter as bears the end of yearly reign.

Image Credit: D.L. Finn

Blue,
Colour
Of winter.
White forrest clothed
In soft ghostly mist.
As ever she gives care
To the beloved forrest trees
She hates to bid them fond farewell.
Her time is coming close to it’s end.
She prepares to hand her mantle to Spring.

Part of Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka.

#TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 216 #SYNONYMSONLY

Hi everyone it is Tuesday and time for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday. This week I am going to answer Colleen’s challenge to try a new disapline. I am going to attempt a Sedoka. What is a Sedoka?

Ken, from Rivrvlogr shares a Sedoka, which is an unrhymed poem composed of two katauta. A katauta is able to standalone, with three lines and a syllable pattern of 5-7-7. A Sedoka therefore has the syllable count: 5-7-7, 5-7-7. Each katauta must be able to be read independently, but also create a cohesive singular work in the Sedoka.

Today’s words are from the lovey Sally Cronin and I must use them synonymously.

Eager and Hope.

Photo by Alena Koval on Pexels.com

Spring seems impatient
Ready to bust and blossom
Full of anticipation
Winter’s not done yet.
White her icy cloak folded
Any second to unfurl

Ruby’s Snow Song 💜

Silently the the white stuff fell

It called to me, it did compel.

All night the quiet, white spread

As I lay snoozing in my bed.

Finally I could wait no more

I got my humans up for sure.

Out into the snow white yonder

The landscape fill my head with wonder.

Off across the field I scurried

All around the white stuff flurried.

I danced and pranced all around

My ball with me new youth I found.

Playing about just like a puppy

Then home for breakfast, I am so lucky.

42, Day Twelve.

Jane Dougherty has come up with a theme for May . It is 42, now Jane describes it thus: “42 after Douglas Adams’ answer to the question of life, the universe and everything. The form is like the Cherita in its structure with a bit of added interest. The first line/stanza asks a question or makes a statement that begs a question, the second stanza/two lines sets the scene or the background, the last stanza/three lines answers the question or resolves it in some way.

Why does snow fall

Why down not up, that’s all

I need to know.

It needs to smother everywhere in white.

To silence the loudest night

Dancing flakes flow.

K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge

This week it is Dale’s turn to set the prompt K’lee and Dale’s Cosmic Photo Challenge . Well he picked A hint of Spring, well this heralded more snow.

Well I have not got a brilliant digital enhancing photo program so I have gone for straight forward statement. Do visit Dale’s post he has done some amazing kaleidascope photos. K’Lee’s post will be here soon.

Rules and Pingback Here

And Here at K’Lee’s
#CosPhoChal

Well Spring is there but it is well hidden under the snow. Have a good week everyone.

Day 17 Essence Snow.

The hush came suddenly

Virgin no stain, snow flurry.

Day 17 Jane Dougherty’s Daily Essence Poem Challenge.

UK in the Blizzard.

I did a little rewrite of this loved carol to show how the UK is affected by bad weather even though it’s expected!

UK’s Bad Weather

In the bleak midwinter not a train will run

Motorways are carparks,it is no fun.

Snow is falling, snow on snow

But we are never ready you know.

The is gas running short as is electricity

The whole country grinds to a halt when we hit minus C.

I’ve not seen any gritters with their flashing light

Icy rains now falling it will freeze again tonight.

In the bleak midwinter eastern winds do blow

We all need to check our old folks, care for them to show.

Sadly we are never ready however expected

The shops are stripped of staples everything affected

Image from here

Okay moan over, people have pulled together, volunteers trekked to blocked Motorways to bring them hot drinks and food. Carers and NHS workers struggle into work. We all keep an eye on our elderly family members and neighbours. We are British we will survive 💜

Florette : Snow

To day I am trying out a form of poetry new to me, the Florette. Check out my blog friends Florette poetry by Jane at Jane Dougherty Writes and Kat at Like Murcury Colliding.

The Florette is a two line poem consisting of six syllables which must rhyme as a poem and internally. So here goes.

Hubby took some videos of Ruby’s morning walk so let’s go with snow.

The Walk.

You don’t quite understand

Yet the touch and feel is grand.

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The Weather

Bleak winter winds blow

Into Spring bringing snow.

Ruby’s Snow Day.

It snowed, it snowed all day

It didn’t stop or blow away.

Ruby was so very excited

Come walk with me she invited.

Wearing her coat and carrying her ball.

She was snug and didn’t mid the snow at all.

Here we are at the end of the day

Ruby all snug dreaming of her day at play.

Wordless Wednesday: Snow but not this year.