COLLEEN’S 2020 WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 198, #POET’SCHOICE

Joys( A Gogyohka) Little joys unnamed Sprout in life’s tiny niches Blossoms of a rapturous hued hope Spread a fragrant cheer As sorrow is now tamed. Via : https://wp.me/p4xNpg-blt

Just hold on

Life a melange, A pot -pourrie of love, Subtle and soft, Fragrant calm, Absorbing, That rippled fear, That tearful torrent, That maelstrom of emotions. Infusing that mindless lacuna, Filling it to brim, With joyful repertoire. Dark times, Shaded shadows, Gloomy hopes, Subverting, Dashing all life inside. Then, Only then, We look inside, Seeking solace, From…

Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt No. 3 MAD.

This week’s inspiration is to use Mad as one of your “A” words, meaning all “A” words must rhyme with MAD. Life's small joys are now not a fad, People let out deep hollow laughs, Feelings closed tight in a carafe, And everyone is so much sad, All Hearts in immense anger clad, Spewing venom…

A Gift( an etheree)

A shiny gift of surreptitious love, Anonymously sent a dark day, A catchy, meticulous bow, Tying up all the loose ends, Sericeous and vibrant, The starry facade, Sheathing bounties, Sent unknown, Spreading, Love.

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS April 18/2020

"Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “practice/practise.” Use it any way you’d like" Why everything has to be a ceremony in our life? Why can't we live life impromptu? There is ecstasy in spontaneity. We lose small joys in the quest of perfection. Just let go, And be you. Practice to live…

The circle of life- (a Haibun)

The rolling verdant expanses offer an infinite panorama of life. The valley is lush with dancing blossoms. They are imbued with warm colours of Mother Nature. Tall pines soar high majestically paying an obeisance to the blue skies. The denizens of the blue canopy above traverse down to lend their colours to the world below.…

An ode to spring-3(a cinquain)

A song, Euphonious, Lilting,stirring,blending, Spreading tranquility unfeigned, A bliss.

An ode to Spring -2( an etheree)

Soulful melody through whispering trees, Luscious notes reverberating through, Infusing into my deep core, Redolent with love unbound, Seeping into cold veins, An ambrosial rythm, Full of sweet love Icicles, Melted, A Bliss, Deep.

An ode to spring-1 (nonet)

Deep in my dreamy slumber I heard, A symphonic melody play, It flowed around so untamed, Traipsing on vernal branch, Waltzing along buds, A fragrant burst, Melody, Real, Pure.

Shadows

You leave pieces of yourself, Scattered everywhere you frequent. And your memories are suspended in time. Lives that you have brushed up against, Now live with an imprint of you, Firmly trapped in their mind. Time may change you, But your memory not. You leave the steps in the sands of time, And you come…