#TankaTuesday 2/8/22 #Poetry Challenge No. 260, #SpecificForm: Abhanga

Welcome to Colleen Chesebro’s #TANKATUESDAY!

The form is: Abhanga.

My Abhanga is in praise of a new day and is inspired by the video below. The song by Imogen Heap, Xizi She Knows is in praise of the dawn and shows a city waking to a new day. The old man doing Ti Chi at the beginning and the older lady who throws her arms wide and screams her greeting to the dawn, (just before the shot of people throwing leaves off of a bridge) and the man with the gold flag are the shots that truly lift my soul.The whole video is a joyful greeting to the day.

In praise of the New Day.

We greet the new morning
Full of bright new promise
Energy slow release
A brand new day.

Time stands frozen and still
A city wakes, eyes wide
Roads are filled, rivers plied
Worship the sun

Collars turned to the cold
Hats and gloves combat chills
Birds fill the air with trills
Covered in frost.

Another chance to breathe
God give us a new day
And a push on our way
Praise be, thank you.

JusJoJan 2019 Daily Prompt – Jan. 10th Sunrise.

Our prompt for JusJoJan 2019, January 10th is brought to you by Toortsie! Click here to find her last post and say hi while you’re there! Toortsie’s word for our prompt today is “Sunrise.” Use it anywhere in your post or make it the theme of your post. Have fun!

I have used Imogen Heap’s video of Xizi because it encapsulates Sunrise.

Sunrise

Oh! glory greets the dawn

Gold, and blue colours born.

A ring of stones ages old

Awaits the Sunrise shrouded in cold.

We stand expectant hand in hand

We lean the lessons from the land.

Chanting words we close our eyes

Joining with companions and strangers we send our message to the skies.

In early December I was on a course with The Silent Eye. On the last day of the course we were up before Sunrise to drive a short distance from our guests house to Castlerigg.

We arrived at the stone circle shortly before dawn. Although it was freezing I was buzzing and warm. I was excited to greet the new day, I felt electric.

We were eight but we were not alone. There were three men there dressed for hill walking and wrapped up well. We spoke with them and they seemed like kindred spirits.

In my mind I christened them “Hobbits”, only because they seemed so at one with the surroundings and on a quest too.

There were also two young women tourists taking photos. They were a little bemused by us.

As Sunrise grew closer we invited the Hobbits to join us in our circle to join hands and greet the dawn. They did so willingly saying they were always glad to join a circle.

As we greeted the sunrise we chanted holding hands with companions and strangers. I felt an inner warmth filling my while being.

As we left I thanked the Hobbits for their company, they said they had been happy to share the moment with us and that our paths would definitely cross again.

One our way back to our breakfast we saw the sunrise in all its glory.

We did return to Castlerigg stone circle later that morning to finish the course. It is a stunning place.

Strangely Sue mentioned that she and Stuart had returned to the same circle at sun set and had met the three gentlemen again (my Hobbits) so they had indeed crossed paths once more.

More thoughts from The Silent Eye‘s : The Full Circle : Finding your way home, weekend in Cumbria. For Just Jot it January.
#jusjojan

Twittering Tales : Sunrise Ants.

This week Kat Myrman of Like Murcury Colliding has given us a very interesting photo prompt.

Rules and Pingback Here

The sun came up, so did the ants.

They crawled up legs and bit us in our pants.

Who decided we should use this spot

Just to get the sunrise shot.

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NaPoWriMo Day 17. Welcome Sun

NaPoWriMo  Day 17. Today’s prompt is to write a a welcome poem.

Welcome Sun

 Welcome to a brand new day

We watched you set and go away.

We mourned your loss as you went

Without your light we pray and repent.

Welcome, welcome brand new day

All our worries wash away.

Glorious light we rejoice to see.

Take our souls and set them free.

Dance to greet the brand new  day

The horrors of the night washed away.

All that seemed  wrong and out of true .

Is as it should be thanks to you.

 

You bring warmth and light for us to grow

We can work our land  and our seeds sow.

We grow under your loving gaze

Our land we work, our animals graze.

Neither we or our planet without you thrive

So each morning we welcome you and thank you for our lives.

 Welcome to a brand new day

We watched you set and go away.

We mourned your loss as you went

Without your light we pray and repent.

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