Category Archives: Inspired emotion

Memories of a Flanders field

The poppy’s power

to beautify corruption

will not diminish.

As ten thousand petals fall

then we will remember them

 

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Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 108, “Afraid & Grave,” #SynonymsOnly

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The dust of ages

covers the petrified bones

in the sepulchre.

Memories of ancestors,

unknown but not forgotten.

written for https://colleenchesebro.com/2018/10/30/colleens-weekly-tanka-tuesday-poetry-challenge-no-108-afraid-grave-synonymsonly/

 

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100 Word Wednesday: Week 94 #100WW

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It was the first day of our guided tour. Myself and the other thirty passengers exited the luxury coach as we arrived at the forbidding wire mesh gates. I assumed that like me, all were on a personal pilgrimage.

i looked around at my fellow travellers, there was no look of expectant excitement on any of the faces. On the journey the atmosphere was subdued as everyone was visiting to bring closure to stories of their family’s fate.

Photography was allowed so I sent my drone up, instantly tears formed as it picked out the child’s toy on the roof.

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Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 106, “Ghost and Hollow,” #SynonymsOnly

The future beckons,

behind me lies the spectre

of my empty life.

While  you remain at my side

dark days are just memories.

 

 

 

 

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#Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge – Week 116 – Endangered & Animals

Plastic filled oceans,

deadly toxins in the air,

by the hand of man

the whole of life endangered,

who then are the animals

 

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Museum exhibit four hundred and thirty nine

Having recently heard of the recent death of Rick Turner, the archaeologist who played a major role in the identification of Lindow man, I thought I would post a relevant poem.

For me no stone at head or feet,
Buried ‘neath the sodden peat,
Full three times I died at the hands
of former dwellers in this land,
messenger to the gods my fate,
my kinsmen’s problems to relate
our hunting failures, weather woes
humiliation by our foes,
my message to our Gods was clear
but they pretended not to hear,
With wrists behind me tightly bound,
A cord around my neck was wound,
a rock against my temple dashed
then with a knife, throat crudely slashed
my patriotic chore now done
in Eden’s glade my spirit runs,
though from the earth my body raised
my final bed a tomb full-glazed,
and as I lie in endless slumber
my name forgotten, now just a number.

 

 

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Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #220 – He & She

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He looked in her eyes,

she dropped her gaze to the floor,

the question answered.

 

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Farewell to romance, #Tanka

In the waiting  room

you took my cold hand in yours

warming and soothing

and I remember the words

that dealt the blow to my heart

 

 

the emptiness that remains

will remain an open wound

 

 

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#TMAT120 #writing #prompt for September 2018

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For twenty years Snoopy was my constant companion, whether out walking or sitting on the couch. When my relationship broke down we had to move out. My new accommodation did not allow pets so I took my dog to stay with a good friend but lived many hours drive away. Snoopy seemed happy. She sent photos of her lying on her new bed in front of the fire and looking happy. I wasn’t able to get back to see her for four weeks and the two of us went for a slow walk before I again left. The next morning my friend called to say Snoopy had died in the night. Perhaps she could not bear me leaving her again.

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When I cross that bridge

a piece of my heart remains

but not memories

 

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