Colors masked In denim blue jeans Casual Travel wear Attempting to play it cool Flamboyance tempered Fuchsia stains On favorite jeans Reminders Of good times Joyfully wild and carefree Denim stories shared TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 21, hosted by Melissa. Melissa challenges us to write a shadorma series based on one of Alma Thomas’ paintings.Continue reading “Denim”
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Dusky Dreamscape
Lone dusky dreamscape Sea oats wave rueful farewells Sun kisses goodnight W3 Prompt #167: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Marion, prompts us to write a poem that includes the word scape.
Seed of Promise
They shrink under the ruthless sun Seeds of hope scattered on dry ground Each dismally shriveled… but one Single seed of promise unbound Sprouts roots of depthness so profound Intelligence beyond comprehension? Unfurling in directions that confound Conveying its own intention W3 Prompt #166: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Val, prompts us to writeContinue reading “Seed of Promise”
Ticking Bomb
Until reality smacks our face Denial is our best defense Creating lame excuses All witnesses we are We watch them tick down The bombs we built Do explode So quick Boom Boom So quick Do explodeThe bombs we built We watch them tick down All witnesses we are Creating lame excuses Denial is our best defenseContinue reading “Ticking Bomb”
Standout
Why you? So many shells washed upon the shore Ignored, stepped upon, shattered You… scattered among them Whole, unscathed, beautiful You blend in with the crowd Just another shell… not There is something about you Nobody’s rules seem to apply You just are And we… bask in your shadow W3 Prompt #165: Wea’ve Written Weekly poetContinue reading “Standout”
A Choka: Fig Harvest
Ripened finally Time for harvesting is now All at once it comes Way too much of a good thing Creativity Is required in the kitchen A love-hate relationship Abundance of figs Hang heavily on the tree A curse and reward Consumed fresh, dried, stewed and baked Perhaps I should learn to can Colleen’s TankaTuesday PoetryContinue reading “A Choka: Fig Harvest”
Pond Slider
Summer sun lovingPond sliders soak up the heatSlip into the cool Sandee’s Awww Mondays
Shifting Sands
The sands of time Ever shifting Layers of useless silt Piled in mounds Coating reality Strong storms brew Ferocious dust clouds swirl Envelop in debilitating disorientation Time . . . passes Stubborn sands settle anew A few grains lost to the wind, perhaps Unwavering truth poking through W3 Prompt #164: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week, Sheila,Continue reading “Shifting Sands”
Rainbows
Bleak and weary Skies of dull gray A passing storm Excites with booming thunder Thrills with lightning flashes Tired eyes awaken To vibrant rainbows Altered version: Bleak and weary Rivulets of dull gray A passing stream Excites with booming timber Thrills with liquid flows Tired falls awaken Creating vibrant rainbows W3 Prompt #163: Wea’ve Written Weekly poet of the week,Continue reading “Rainbows”
Your Meadow
Today, I hiked to “your” meadow A place where you found beauty A place where you found peace A place where you could be still I was greeted by swaying golden flowers I was touched by swirling butterfly wings I was hugged by the summer breeze I found the meadow just as it was before…Continue reading “Your Meadow”
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