Template: Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 141 #PhotoPrompt

Image by S. Hermann & F. Richter from Pixabay

A Final Warning.

Dead

Starfish

On the beach

Are a message

Tell me who’ll listen

The bottle glints brightly

In un-natural hot sun

It too holds a message for us

Our planet is dying as we watch

We were custodians but we have failed.

Can

We heed

The message

Is it too late

Are we spoilers

Is this our sole fate

Can we save the planet

Rescue the land and the seas

Hark the note in the bottle please

Time is galloping away from us

Stop the rape and plunder of mother earth.

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The above is my entry to Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

Today is the middle Tuesday of the month and I am delighted to say it means we have a picture prompt. Thank you Colleen this one is a beauty which we can take in many directions. I have chosen a Butterfly Etheree , I feel the Butterfly is apt because I have chosen to use the message in the bottle as a warning. We have polluted our seas with plastic and chemicals, injuring and killing our aquatic wildlife. We are mining, deforesting and poisoning the earth and burning a hole in the ozone allowing climate change, It is real. I have not even touched on the ward we are waging.

We (humans) are the cause whether we intend to be or not. We must act now or lose our beautiful home.

Love to you all.

Thursday photo prompt: Wicker #writephoto

This Acrostic two part poem  is part of  Sue Vincent of  The Daily Echo’s  #writephoto.

Wicker

Witches three, they  called us little did they know

Insinuations made against us , lead us to be burned, slow.

Children we delivered , denounced an turned away

Kindling they all gathered to help  build the fire that day.

Each and everyone  who was witness we had healed through out  their lives.

Renounced  and  and  sold us out.

Women

We stand  here as reminders to what you have all done

OH! yes you are responsible for the future  that’s  to come

Mend your ways, but  the harm is done your reign is  almost run.

Endlessly you have  misused  Nature’s gifts

Now we join our hands in prayer  for you it’s more than you deserve.

#writephoto

#JusJoJan Daily Prompt – Jan. 3rd/17 Warning

Today, day  3 of JusJoJan  and  LindaGHill said :The Just Jot It January 3rd prompt, brought to you by Dan Antion, of the blog “No Facilities,” is: “Warning.” Use it any way you’re inspired to. And make sure you stop by and say hi to Dan as well! Here’s his blog: https://nofacilities.com/

Rules  and Pingback  here 

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There it is upon  the  wall

The  writing is  clear,

A message  for  all.

A warning  for  you to hear.

 

May be  last year  was  a warning

For  us  to  hear and  heed

Beware there is a dark time dawning

Man is bad by word  and deed.

 

Wars and  religion tearing us apart

Politicians all bloody  liars

The situation is wrong, rotten  to  the heart.

Snakes  all of them as they conspire

 

The  warning  is  there for  all to see

Heed it now before it’s too late

Soon none of us  will be free

We’ll destroy our world with hate.

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#Just Jot It January

 

 

Just Jot It January: Climate Haiku Warning.

Just Jot It January:

THIS IS  PART  OF  LINDAGHILL’S  JUST JOT IT JANUARY .  Today 19th January’s  prompt  is   Climate  and  was  suggested  by Joanne Corey at Top of JC’s Mind

Pingback

Rules

Climate

fourseasons

The  four  seasons

Spring, Summer,Autumn Winter

The Sister seasons

Rule  the climate hot to cold.

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Sisters four frozen ,warm and hot

Changing colours ever

Transitions snow to flowers.

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Climate,temperatures rise

And fall,Summer Spring

Hot  to cold and new to old

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We abuse mother nature

Ruin the  climate

She will turn upon us soon

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Listen to the beat

Here in the dark I reside

Working  for  you ceaselessly no stopping

Taking  the stress for you as you cried

Calming  you, a relief as your tears are  dropping.

 

Holding you, guiding  you, breathe in and breathe out

Lifting  you, carrying you ,each trial, I see you through

Without  me you are nothing. That is true without a doubt.

Supporting you, I protect you  you need me it’s true.

 

You do not  listen to me, nor think of me. You pay me no heed.

You ignore  my warnings, starve me of air  and life

You over work  me  and push and misuse  me until I bleed

You feed me poison  and fast food until it hurts like a knife.

 

 

 

Here in the dark I reside

Working  for  you ceaselessly no stopping

Taking  the stress for you as you cried

Calming  you, a relief as  your tears are dropping.

 

 

Heed me heed  me before it’s  too late

Feel me pounding pound in  your  chest

You ignore me at  your  peril endangering  your fate

If I am not heeded I shall lay you to your rest.

 

 

NaPoWriMo Day 27,A Cat May& Many Hands Make

NaPoWriMo Day 27 : Today’s prompt is  to use the wondrous powers of the Internet to help you write, and I have a particular method in mind. Think of a common proverb or phrase — something like “All that glitters is not gold,” or “If wishes were horses, beggars would ride.” Then plug the first three words of the phrase into a search engine. Skim through the first few pages of results, collecting (rather like a poetic magpie) words and phrases that interest you. Then use those words and phrases as the inspirations (and some of the source material) for a new poem.

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A Cat May (Warning)

A cat may, that is what everyone says

Owning a cat may shorten your days

Toxoplasma gondii parasite 

Insidious, unseen, malicious and quiet

Excreted escaping hoping to invade

Depressing the nerves with an unhappy parade

A cat may without any thoughts of harm

Can infest your blood and remove life’s charm.

In muscles and brain hides the  nasty nasty little parasites

They will push you , and push you to take your life.

So a beautiful cat may look at a king

But everyone in the castle should be aware what he is hiding within.

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Many hands make Fractals Tactile

Many Hands make Fractals Tactile.

That’s sounds so hopeful it makes you smile.

Many hands clear the deck especially in the sun

The more of us together makes us more inclined to fun.

Many hands all wearing rings with diamonds will catch the light

The more of us there are, the sooner the job gets done right.

The more hands lifted to the sky reaching far reaching high

So remember Many Hands make Fractals Tactile and your heart fly.

Time Thief

Time is now, there is neither past nor future.

We stand here in the moment. We can’t go back and rewrite what has gone before.

There is no way that we can influence what is to come. “What” I hear you say. “We can plan, we can organize.”

photo credit google image

You are fooling yourselves you may be able to influence some things but not the important.

Take your chance now. “Do not put off to tomorrow that which can be done today.”

A truer statement has not been made. Don’t let the future rob you of the now.

Do not let the past wrap you up in remorse, regret or even yearning.

It is gone and never will return, if you are lucky it may have taught you something.

The future is a thief, beware it does not steal your chance to do things. It robs by slight and stealth. Tomorrow I will meet you, tomorrow I will come, I won’t forget to ring you but yet tomorrow never comes.

I wish I had, if only, if only once again it’s gone and past and all that lasts is eternal pain.

The lessens are there for learning and once we really look the lines are clear the pages open so take a close, close look my dear.

Time thief

Time is now, there is neither past nor future.

We stand here in the moment. We can’t go back and rewrite what has gone before.

There is no way that we can influence what is to come. “What” I hear you say. “We can plan, we can organize.”

You are fooling yourselves you may be able to influence some things but not the important.

Take your chance now. “Do not put off to tomorrow that which can be done today.”

A truer statement has not been made. Don’t let the future rob you of the now.

Do not let the past wrap you up in remorse, regret or even yearning.

It is gone and never will return, if you are lucky it may have taught you something.

The future is a thief, beware it does not steal your chance to do things. It robs by slight and stealth. Tomorrow I will meet you, tomorrow I will come, I won’t forget to ring you but yet tomorrow never comes.

I wish I had, if only, if only once again it’s gone and past and all that lasts is eternal pain.

The lessens are there for learning and once we really look the lines are clear the pages open so take a close, close look.

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