Winter’s End
Thin fish soup,
winter’s smile stretches
grey and tight;
we wait for
colors to tiptoe in, warm
again, springtime bright.
Sunflower
Giants sleep,
yet seeds in soil’s shade;
they dream tall,
wait to wake,
germinate, as end begins
rise, ever stalkward.
In Season
Spring’s herds stir,
winged, furred, scaled, and stemmed,
sunclock hot,
ready, set, go!
Flutter’s, scamper’s, and color’s
songs begin again.
image links
top image
sunflower image is mine
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Colleen Chesebro is the host of Tanka Tuesday. Colleen says:
Write a shadorma, or a series of shadorma poems using three to five of the random words provided:This form is a poetic favorite. The syllable count is (3-5-3-3-7-5). It’s a versatile form and looks great featured with a freestyle poem. Have fun!
scale
fish
month
soup
smile
sticks
slave
property
songs
bushes
rock
disease
shade
clouds
giants
spring
grape
books
polish
wing
approval
comparison
walk
front
hot
Tao Talk 
Wonderful! I confess I like the first one best 🩶
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Thanks, Paula 🙂
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Paula beat me to highest praise for T#1, but ALL OF THESE ARE GEMS!!
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Ron, thank you and glad you enjoyed them. I’m getting more than a little tired of the thin tight smile that doesn’t want to let go.
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All life is ready to bloom in spring. Beautiful
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Thanks very much, Sadje!
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Always a pleasure
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These are all lovely. I especially like the sunflower poem. They are among my favourite flowers.
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Roberta, thank you. I love them too, as they amaze me in how they can go from a tiny seed to a towering mini-sun in just a few weeks.
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🌞
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Colours tip toeing in, there’s the line of the spring season right there!
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Thanks so much, Randy. I was out there trimming some dormant stems away from my new witch hazel hedge and pulled some dead grass away from the fence. What a lovely surprise of green grass underneath.
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I love the imagery of the sunflower!
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Thanks so much, Boz, glad you like the imagery.
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These were all beautiful, Lisa! I especially love “we wait for/ colors to tiptoe in”.
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Happy you enjoy the tiptoeing colors, thank you 🙂
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Winter is really stretching around here too! Beautiful poems!
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Sorry to hear it, Elizabeth. Thank you 🙂
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the idea of thin fish soup to describe winter’s grey (seemingly never-ending) grip is so brilliant – and apt – it speaks to the atmosphere, the tension, the impatience, the harshness of what so often is the ending of difficult times and “bare stores” – and then the bright contrast is a wonderful compliment
a lovely set of shadormas 🙂
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Wild, the “bare stores” aspect was what I was going for, where even the root vegetables have been munched. Thank you very much!
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How pretty! And what a great focus for this form!
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Luanne, much appreciated 🙂
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You are welcome!
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I especially like the third one with all of its movement–great words. (K)
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Thanks, K!
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Lisa, your shadorma are spectacular. I like the comparison to thin fish soup, and winter’s end. The sunflower shadorma gives me hope for the summer crops. 💛
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I’m going to plant the dirt hill in my driveway with mammoth sunflowers again this year. The birds, chipmunks, and I love them. Thanks much, Colleen ❤
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I love those huge sunflowers. I bet the birds love you!
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Fun trio of Shadorma!
I do enjoy seeing the red cardinals, and Bluejays flit through the green budding trees.
Bird song is a joy too!
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Happy they please you, Jules 🙂
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🙂 I saw a Goldfinch today!
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Nice!
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Tweet!
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You could totally write a 1967 song perfectly…”colors to tiptoe in, warm” and yes that is a compliment.
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Thank you, Max 🙂 I would like to be a songwriter.
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Well…technically you are! Your partner just needs to get this other stuff out of the way to finish it.
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🙂 ❤
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tiptoeing colors! that’s inspired, Lisa! ❤
~David
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Thanks much, David ❤
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Love all the shadorma. I’m not sure about the fish soup though,but I’m generally a fish fan.
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Thanks much, Jude. I tried to imagine what could be put into soup at the end of winter when the supplies have been deleted and came up with fish 🙂
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Yeah, fish can be nice with even salt alone, especially the fresh ones. Add a bit of pepper and you’re on the way to something really nice.
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