Varied textures about Each garden in seasons Surely speak to senses States of wake and sleeping Everything under sun Lives to die; lives again Of bees and butterflies Favorites based on taste Yellow pollen pockets Or straw sipping nectar Unvaried their choices Revel in colored fills Pretty purple calls them Universal guidance Rely on divination…
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Tanka Tuesday 322 and dVerse OLN 340 — Turtle Spirit
Turtle collage I did a few years ago The turtle totem wisdom teaches us about walking our path in peace and sticking to it with determination and serenity. Slow moving on earth, yet also incredibly fast and agile in water, those who have the turtle as totem or spirit animal may be encouraged to take…
Tanka Tuesday 321 — Conjure
Contemplate and balance intention Open light harmony’s attentionNightingale will sing the tale at dawnJuxtaposed against moon sky madnessUndulating pink ribbons go forthReaching, reaching, until gentle touchEnergizes the willing target top image is of Kiki from the anime film, “Kiki’s Delivery Service.” Colleen Chesebro is the host of Tanka Tuesday. Colleen says:Write an acrostic poem with…
Tanka Tuesday 320 — New Pearls
seasons sing of struggle chores demand our action can’t get any traction down and just can’t juggle underserved with chuckles need reboot of passion daydreams of sweet dally night dreams filled with diddle double cream finale noted worthy assay notch headboard with tally answers need no riddle mindful be in both worlds oyster growing new…
Tanka Tuesday 319 — Kismet
© Terri Webster Schrandt It happens at every peeper’s first song — velvet blossoms call. Unfurled at the lake, I again remember your face receding. ~love~ Like a burr I’m unaware I carry, it settles on me. Dwindling as it disperses, yet doomed; planted with its velvet nightshade. Memuente form created by Kerfe for Colleen’s…
Tanka Tuesday 318 — Please See Me Again!
The Expected One 1860, painting by Ferdinand Georg Waldmüller (Museum: Bavarian State Painting Collections) Lost in each incarnation, She rouses to rose perfume; Another regret of love passed. Forever he waits on bended knee For her to see him again; alas she’s Lost in each incarnation. From hills to fields to woodland path Generations have…
Tanka Tuesday 317 — Two Tankas
I watch deer at dusk out my back slider before turning on the lights; as dark shrouds them, I wonder are they still there — or just ghosts? Breakfast cafe fare of chai and vegan croissant, sitting across from my son; infinity rests with us in this moment’s food and talk. Colleen Chesebro is the…
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