Flurries

 

Snowflakes drifting down

Nestling between pine needles

Dusting robin’s wings

Sugar-coated berries charm

Breaking stillness, birds take flight

 

 

 

I’ve taken on another of Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday challenge. This week’s challenge is to write a Tanka poem (5/7/5/7/7) with the words ‘charm’ & ‘touch’ in it. (I didn’t cheat. 🙂 You can use synonyms and, in this case, I used “nestle” in place of “touch”.)

 

 

Changes

 

The death of nature

Brings such beauty to our world

Earth regenerates

Leaves change, decorate Autumn

Give way to Winter’s frosting

 

 

 

I’ve taken on another of Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday challenge. My first of the new year. This week’s challenge is to write a Tanka poem (5/7/5/7/7) with the words ‘change’ & ‘beauty’ in it.

 

Heated

 

Sprinkling bits of earth

Mahogany coffin gleams

Sunlight contemplates

My heated cheeks, icy eyes

Let his spirit find no peace

 

 

I’ve taken on another of Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday challenge. This week’s challenge was to write a Tanka poem (5/7/5/7/7) with the words ‘peace’ & ‘spirit’ in it. Conjures up holiday feels, right? So, naturally, I went a little dark.

 

Lover’s Waltz

 

We danced in moonlight

Amber autumn leaves twirling

Cool breezes rush in

Laughter fades as we see loss

In time, winter takes our dance

 

 

Here’s another attempt at Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday challenge. As I’ve said, poetry is not my thing. But I do love a challenge and this week is writing a Tanka poem (5/7/5/7/7) with the words ‘time’ & ‘laughter’ in it.

 

Green Fairy

 

The Green Fairy waits

Crystal glitters with absinthe

Pure liquid magic

Inspires art, frees the mind

Tethered to this life no more

 

 

 

I’ve taken on another of Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday challenge. Poetry is not my thing, to be sure. But it’s fun. This week’s challenge was to write a Tanka poem (5/7/5/7/7) with the words ‘magic’ & ‘glitter’ in it. Naturally, I went with a glittering crystal glass of absinthe (The Green Fairy).

 

Hope

 

Hope fading with life,

sinking below dark tree line.

Late autumn sunset.

Waiting for sunrise, I see

hope arrives with Harvest Moon.

 

 

 

Day late and a dollar short, I’ve taken on a Tanka for Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday challenge. I know. It’s bad. But it was fun. I’ve never written one and the challenge was to write a Tanka poem (5/7/5/7/7) with the words ‘harvest’ & ‘moon’ in it. I couldn’t resist.