Nursed unto the death,
final act of devotion,
eyes gently closing,
only memories remain
in that void once filled with love.
Category Archives: Tanka
Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge. Ending-Abyss
Weekend Writing Prompt – Silence #Tanka Strict order
Quite obviously,
removing Brother Michael’s
overactive tongue
guaranteed compliance with
the order’s vow of silence
Filed under As you read it, No offence intended, Tanka, Whimsical
Crimson’s Creative Challenge #21 #Tanka -Quarry
Full green surrounded,
each shaded bank, where moss-lined,
torpid waters lap,
twilight stirring, surfaces
from below, an ancient carp
Filed under nature inspired, On the lines of romance, Otherworldly, Self compositions, Tanka
WHAT DO YOU SEE? MARCH 12, 2019 #Tanka
safe in ignorance,
silver-scaled serpent, slumbers
in his snow clad nest,
overhead his nemesis,
pennant raised, prepares his lance
Filed under Alternative history, Factual, Inspired by fable, Self compositions, Tanka
Scene from my window #tanka
Ashen faced, the skies
discharge leaden, liquid cargo,
to the playful breeze,
now their voyage is complete,
gifting life to Mother Earth.
Filed under As you read it, nature inspired, Seasons, Self compositions, Tanka
Sue Vincent’s Thursday photo prompt #Writephoto #Ritual
Long Meg stood alone,
where had all the dancers gone,
no posy to hold,
just one solitary tear
rolled slowly down her cold cheek
Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 124 #SynonymsOnly – Game & Trouble #Tanka
Around the table
the Olympians gathered,
Zeus took up the dice,
to them ‘‘t’was just a pastime,
for Troy it could mean peril.
Filed under Alternative history, Factual, Inspired by fable, Self compositions, Tanka, Uncategorized
Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 123 #SynonymsOnly
They said what’s the point?
I said it’s an obsession
then they turned away,
their heads shaking as they went
but I shall keep on laughing
Filed under As you read it, Self compositions, Tanka
Denizens of the shore #tanka
Air smelling of stars
a breeze playfully whispers
to beckoning crabs,
scuttling over crystal sands
to drink from a cyan sea
Filed under nature inspired, Self compositions, Tanka, Uncategorized
Colleen Cheeseboro 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 121, “Slow & Work,” #SynonymsOnly -The ploughman
Following the ox
in a cumbersome progress
over rough pastures,
he wears, but we share, the yoke
as from dawn to dusk we toil
Filed under As you read it, History, Old knowledge, Self compositions, Tanka
When the pen takes control. 