Ronovan Writes #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge 420 PRIZE and Wait.

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The forest can wait
It breathes deeply nature’s prize
A temple of green.

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THIS IS PART OF RONOVANWRITE’S WEEKLY HAIKU CHALLENGE

#TANKATUESDAY Weekly #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 271, 4/26/22, #THEMEPROMPT

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

Yvette M. Caldiero from last month’s challenge picked the theme:

This month’s theme is:Beginnings & Endings.

This week I chose to write a Tanka Prose.

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I passed this stump every day while walking Ruby. It called to me softly as I passed. What had knocked it down I did not know. Valiantly it fought for life, sprouting green new leaves. Sadly as time went on it has failed and died. All the green is gone and it is dead, people put their rubbish in it.

so it was gone
the tree died where it had stood
back to mother earth
sun and rain witnessed new shoots
and so the earth keeps turning.

THIS IS PART OF COLLEEN’S TANKA TUESDAY CHALLENGE.

K.L. Caley’s #writephoto. Fairy.

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Morgarna arrived at the castle at 6am on the morning before she arrived the first time. Standing in the early morning sunshine she had a cigarette , she had decided to have one before she put the dress on, for safety reasons.
Feeling lazy she decided to fly up to the window and pass through it rather than use normal means. Well why have powers if you never use them she asked herself.

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Once inside Morgarna put the dress on and was amazed that it was amazingly comfortable and warm. She liked the way it made her feel plus the way it drew itself in to fit her.
Across the room there was a vase of flowers, she walked across and helping herself to some of the flowers she made herself a headdress.
Taking out her phone she checked her instructions again.
According to what Merlin had found in the ancient woodland lore tomes he’d been studying, she had to enlist the help of the woodland Fae. This was a huge relief to her because she had had plenty of dealings with these guys through out her long and complicated life.

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At 10am when the castle opened to the public she cast a spell to disguise her thoughts, sheild her brain and keep her smiling and vacant so as not to alert the shadows to her presence.
A soon as she left the room she could here the same buzzing she’d heard the other day, alerting her to the fact that the shadows were there and to be extra careful.
Passing the crown on the window ledge Morgarna shivered and the though of Morgause being attacked and wondered if she was recovering.
People were coming up the stairs their faces fixed in their Zombie like smiles. In among them the shadows were moving, touching and feeling people as they went, and even killing some as they passed, eating their hearts. Sickened as she was Morgarna carried on greeting the guests and walking through and ignoring the shadows.

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The sun was up and it was a beautiful day as Morgarna headed towards the woods at the bottom of the hill she felt almost relax at the thought of meeting old friends.
Looking around and ensuring she had not been followed she entered the wood. Switching on her phone she followed the GPs trail Merlin had preloaded. It was a twisty, turny trail and it took her deep into the wood. Half an hour later she arrived at a perfect circle of tall trees.
Morgarna breathed in, as she stepped into the circle she felt her body relax and her dress bristled and bloomed!

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Once inside the circle Morgarna could relax, she was invisible to everyone and everything outside of it. The sun through the trees warmed her and she looked up. After a few seconds her eyes found the small blue door.

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For visually challenged writers, the image shows a huge tree with a small blue fairy door on it.

Fairy – Image by KL Caley.

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Picking up a handful of stones she threw them up at the door. This she repeated twice more.
The door finally flew open and the most gorgeous and perfectly proportioned young man stood hands on hips. His voiced boomed out, which was quite a surprise because he was all of three inches tall.
“Oye! Watch my paint work! Who do you think you are all dressed up like a forest? “
Morgarna smiled and answered, “It’s me Tom, don’t you recognize me?”
Jumping down Tom landed on a tree stump right by Morgarna, “Is that you Morgarna? I’d know that voice anywhere….and that beautiful face too” he added as he ducked her hand that had gone up to swipe him.
“So what brings you here?” Tom asked. Morgarna sat down so they were sort of at eye level. ” I am here to ask your help with the alien shadows Tom, have you seen them?” she asked . “Indeed I have and nasty evil things they are” he replied shivering. “But Morgarna why do you call them alien … They are just evil spirits of the undead”
Morgarna was about answer him when she saw three shadows approaching, she froze and went pale remembering what they had done to Morgause. Tom read her mind, “Calm down Morgarna they cannot enter here nor can they see or hear us”
Even so Morgarna sat stock still and watched as the shadows circled around the magic ring. Eventually they moved off.

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Later that evening all the tree Fae returned and were delighted to see Morgarna, who had shrunk to their size. Behind the blue door they discussed and modified the plan Merlin had devised for the dispatching of the shadows.
Later Morgarna sat out on a branch under the moon having a cigarette and and a large glass of Old Witch Shiraz…. Tom came to join her he put his arm around her and the air went electric!…..

This is part of K. L.Caley’s #writephoto.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Dec. 11, 2021

Badge by Shelley Krupa.

It Saturday and time for Stream of Consciousness Saturday .Linda G. Hill our host said : Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “tree.” Use the word “tree” or write about a tree. Any kind of tree. Enjoy!

TREES

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

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Bend with the wind, go with the flow

So wise, with knowledge we will never know.

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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

Silent a history of secrets you hold.

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.

#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 writers, the 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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