A family meal
for which we choose to give thanks
to the provider
If only our father knew
this custom will die with him
Category Archives: Tanka
Ronovan writes #174 a tanka extension
heavy in my hand
the oil slick smooth, round surface
of the billiard ball
added a new dimension
to my improvised weapon
Filed under Self compositions, Tanka, Uncategorized, Whimsical
Colleen Chesebro #Weekly Poetry Challenge NO. 54. Ghost & haunt
The three ghosts appeared
each a haunting tale to tell
their messages plain
Let us watch the tale unfold
and witness transformation
Memories only
haunt these ancient hallowed halls.
Ghosts in the mind
Filed under Haiku, Self compositions, Tanka, Uncategorized
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 53 # tanka
High above the mist
an unmistakable shape
rock of Avalon
And though our search was ended
our life’s quest had just begun
Filed under Self compositions, Tanka, Uncategorized
Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge #Haiku #Tanka #Haibun Spirit and Joy
haiku
May the Holy Spirit
bring you joy everlasting
by the Grace of God
tanka
Typically British, don’t you know
A cricket fan’s joy
lies in seeing the two teams
playing by the rules.
As players we should always
keep the Spirit of the game.
Haibun
The Queen, God bless her
A toast to bring joy to all
of British spirit
On the occasion of the announcement of a major Royal event, such as engagement to marriage, the birth of a child or significant Royal birthday it was customary for a signal to be transmitted to all serving members of the British Armed Forces wherever they were, be it on ships or on land in all corners of the world. The signal was generated and was usually personal from Her Majesty The Queen inviting all to join with her in celebration. The instruction would be given to, “Splice the mainbrace!” All were then entitled to draw a free drink which had to be consumed immediately and generally accompanied by the toast as described above. In a true spirit of cameraderie, great joy was felt by all at her generosity.
Filed under General post, Haiku, Self compositions, Tanka, Uncategorized
The silent scream, (inspired by language of the heart)
She could not hide it
a tell-tale tear moved slowly
to her downturned lips
unsaid I read the meaning
of one sad, simple gesture
Filed under Inspired emotion, Tanka
Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge #49 Tanka
The balloon soars high
all the waiting is over
up to the heavens
Checking the pressurised suit
ready for freefall descent
Filed under General competitions, Self compositions, Tanka
Storm in the East
Echoes of thunder
following the silver darts
high above the clouds
Upturned faces, some with smiles,
the frowns stem from memory
Filed under Self compositions, Tanka
Colleen’s #weekly poetry challenge #47
Tanka
Her dark eye shadow
applied with the lghtest touch
enhanced her beauty.
Beauty that ensnared many
and would lead them to their doom
Filed under Self compositions, Tanka
Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge # 45 Hate & Pride
Tanka
Their banners unfurled
chanting lines of marching men
defending their homes
No hate lies within my chest
but admiring of their pride
Haiku
Hate spills from thin mouths
as marchers proclaim their pride.
Tension all around.
Filed under Haiku, Self compositions, Tanka
When the pen takes control. 