#TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 241, #SPECIFICFORM: TANKA PROSE .

It’s the fifth Tuesday of the month! This is our chance to work with a specific syllabic poetry form. Take this opportunity to learn more about the particular form.

This week’s form is: TANKA PROSE.

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The Tree

Dark skies, so cold I pull my coat about me, glad of its warmth. I hear you, calling to me. Suddenly the empty space around me is full of people, strange people. Scared of crowds I make for you, you call and guide me. My fear of crowds heightens my senses. I reach you and feel your strength and your knowledge. At last I am safe.

so deep are your roots
unlike me, shallow, flailing
I’m blown back in time
drawn back through millions of souls.
To you, to love, to the truth
.

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

The Life of B’s Squares Challenge: Trees.

Being Square is Fun!

This beautiful Guy lives in Wales near an old mill we stayed in last month. I am so grateful that I could capture his spirit and bring him home with me .

Join in this lovely challenge and post a photographic square daily for one month every quarter. The theme changes every quarter and is announced on this blog a few weeks, occasionally days, in advance of the challenge month. The challenge months are January, April, July and October.

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July’s subject is Trees.

You can find the rules and join in at The Life Of B.

Wordless Wednesday and One -Liner Wednesday. On Thursday.

Trees, they make oxygen for us to breathe and they look beautiful I love trees. ©willowdot21.

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Can you see this tree’s green dress and gentle face I have outlined it in white in the second Photo.

This is part of LindaGHill’s One-Liner Wednesday and also Wordless Wednesday.

One-Liner Wednesday – It’s which season?

#writephoto : Treeman.

This week’s prompt is a post with a difference – our JUNE guest photo!

For visually challenged writersthe image a tree that has partly been carved to represent a man (or an ape I’m undecided).

Tree Man – Image by Willowdot21.

Gaia had given up on mankind, they were so uncaring of this beautiful planet. Their waste and inventions clogged up her seas, oceans and rivers. They drilled, mined and fracked for all her bounty. They waged war, they plundered the spoilt!

Sitting on the edge of the woods surrounded by paper cups, used condoms, plastic bottles and polestyrine cartons Gaia spoke with Death who was looking wan and very thin.

“I just don’t know what to do really I am at my wit’s ends,” she exclaimed a tear in her eye. Death smiled, a scary sight all teeth! “Don’t worry he said I have one last thing up my sleeve.”

Sighing Gaia replied “Well the four horsemen are already here, War, plague ( he played a blinder) famine, and yourself you have all worked so hard.”

“Indeed we have been working overtime, and yet those uncaring humans still carry on their selfish ways. I have called in the big guns, my last resort. “

Gaia, inhailed loudly “Surely you cannot mean….”

“Yes indeed I am going to bring on the Ents…they will soon put pay to mankind and then they can gently and kindly restore you to your former health.”

Just then the first of the Giant Ents arrived looking tired and somewhat irritable!

This is part of K L Caley #writephoto

KL Caley at Novel Ideas has offered to take on Sue Vincent’s #writephoto weekly challenge now Sue has moved on to a higher plain.

Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 353 BRANCH and Swift.

Its time again for Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

Swaying in the wind
Root and branch supporting life
Swift passage of time.

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Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 188, #ThemePrompt

WELCOME TO Colleen Chesebro’s TANKA TUESDAY!

It’s the fourth week of July! Are you ready for a theme prompt? Sue Vincent selected the theme this week with a quote prompt: I have written a double Etheree this week.

“Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth.” Herman Hesse

The wisdom of Ents.

You
Told me
Your secrets
Reached out, touched me
Spoke inside my head
Showed me life eons past
All the changes you have seen
The sum of your knowledge is vast.
You’re not tied by religion or cast.
Un-dispoiled by rank or fortune you stand.
Your knowledge once tapped can not be unseen.
You picked me from the group, gently spoke.
I heard you and carry your words.
To this day I still hear you
Still see what you showed me.
The vision is true
Sheltered by you.
Life giving
You are
Ent.

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Lord of the Deep. Trees and Plants.

After the second Drama on the Saturday morning of the Silent Eye Workshop we had a break, then a presentation from Lorraine Munn on The Natural World and Man. Lorraine is a Druid and she is a mentor with O B O D and an ordained minister with the One Spirit Interfaith Foundation.
Lorraine spoke to us about how there is so much in Nature that is spiritual and it’s relationship to man.

Lorraine is a warm and knowledgeable woman who made us all stop and think. She suggested that we can learn a lot from plants and trees. Lorraine is very wise about trees she can commune with them.

I shall not attempt to repeat her presentation because I do not want to misquote or misrepresent her in any way.

I love nature and I have always loved trees. I often find myself drawn to them and can spend hours in their company.

Bend with the wind,go with the flow

So wise, with knowledge we will never know.

Bare in the winter

Silent in snow

Covered in blossom in spring

Birds nest in your branches and sing

Summer brings green leaves

And you give us shade

Autumn’s hues are a sight to behold

Covering the ground in carpets of red and gold.

Trees know so much, they see so much. We use them to build, for warmth, for furniture. We give little back. We, humans as a race are users. Vast forests and jungles are cleared in the name of progress.

Hopefully with the splinters and ashes and discarded furniture the trees go back into mother Earth so new ones may grow.

Trees and vegetation were here before us, they will be here when we are gone.

Yes Lorraine is right we can learn a lot from nature. Trees and plants have been here so much longer than we have. Animals too can teach us so much. Have you ever been privileged enough to have a close encounter with, a fox, deer or even domestic animals. The knowledge in their eyes is beautiful.

Ruby (sitting) and her friend Quala. They are both Guide Dogs, though Ruby is now retired and lives with us.

Yes Lorraine confirmed my feelings on our relationship with Nature and gave me a lot to think about.

Our Acer we have only had it a year but we hope it will grace us with it presence for a long time to come.

Thursday photo prompt: Snowfall #writephoto

This is Sue Vincent‘s Thursday PhotoPrompt,

#writephoto.

Snowfall

The journey had been long and arduous. Travelling through time was wearing on the nerves. So much had changed around him and he had only been able to witness in silence.

So much had happened he’d felt warm and safety of the womb of mother earth. For the longest time he was settled until the great movement had churned up. He and those around him were awoken and cast out. They had lain where they had landed open to weather, wind rain sun and snow.

The animals came first they never caused trouble, occasionally rubbing up against him or sheltering from the sun. The plants also were a pleasure to live alongside. They had colour, they whispered gave shade kept him company. The gentle moss even covered him in green.

Then came the humans they were no trouble at first but they changed, became less animal like and more selfish and destructive. They had moved him him twice to use him as part of a circle. He was bigger then but later they had stolen parts of him to build castles and homes.

He was glad he could still talk to his other selves where ever they were it made him feel safe and whole.

He liked the snow it was soft and gentle. Not like the humans, demanding, waging wars, killing eachother. He had seen dreadful things , killing machines, some throwing bullets or flames. Death dropping out of the skies blood all around.

Not all the humans were bad though he has seen some be kind, even worship him or near him, make love hidden by him, sleep in his shade and even touch and talk to him.

He sighed “I suppose” he said to the tree next to him “I will just go on, I will miss you though”. The tree sighed too. He replied, “I will miss you too old friend but you were here before me, you will stay on.” Gentle letting the snow settle on his limbs the tree continued.”Our feathered friends have taken my seeds and spread me far and wide. So we may meet again, especially if you are moved again.”

The ancient stone looked up at the tree and replied. ” I cannot bear to see you killed, I have seen too many of your kind cut down. I will sleep and when I wake again I wonder what shall I find.” The tree bowed, “Goodbye friend I hope we meet again.”

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They came in the night, two humans, a small female and a taller male. They were wise in the old ways, the stone could tell. They touched him and asked his permission to stand in his shadow. They apologized that they could not stop the developers from moving him and chopping down the tree. They did not think it was progress. The stone assured them he would survive.

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In the morning the bulldozers came. They cut the tree down, the stone was asleep, deeply asleep so as not to see or hear his friend being killed. The snow fell.

A Sea of Souls.

This is a mystical moment from this past weekend spent in Cumbria with The Silent Eye. The weekend was entitled The Full Circle : Finding your way home.

It was late morning on the second day of the course and we visited a ring of stones and trees. Physically there were eight of us present, (one of our number was unwell) After a few moments instead of the space of this large place holding only eight people I was aware that I was caught up in a crowd of thousands of souls. I have a fear of crowds and I was afraid. One tree called to me and drew me to it.

I did confide this to one of my companions and she assured me, as the tree had done, that I was safe. There is more to tell.

A Sea of Souls

Gently you called to me

Through the crowds of souls

You led me safely through a boiling sea.

I was trembling, frightened of drowning whole.

I had the word upon my lips

Whispering to you, I know you heard.

I was alive from toes to finger tips.

As you held me safe and shared with me my word.

September Music 6

For the month of September I am going to choose a piece of music or song and write a poem or alternative version. Jane Dougherty is doing a September Stanza here. And Kat Myrman is doing September a poem a day Here

Today’s music is William Orbit‘s arrangement of Samuel Barbers. Adagio for Strings

Past, present future

Time passes, the tree stands strong.

Roots deep grow so strong.

Wars peace and revolution

Watching civilization.

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