© Willow Willers I have attempted a Crown Cinquain Resurrected Love two heartsbeating as oneembalmed in golden blisssails through love's stormy travails smoothly spinningdreamy tendrilstwining gentle phantasmsof eternal love's fragrant bloomin peace thunderroared to smash heartsinto small smithereenstrue love stood tall and tenaciousshining true love'sreticent twirlwaltzed with strange steadfast rhythmunperturbed by adversitiesof Fate passionresurrectedfrom rushed… Continue reading #TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 281, 7/19/22 #Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt
#TANKATUESDAY Weekly #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 275, 5/24/22, #THEMEPROMPT
Kerfe selected this month’s theme:This month’s theme is:“Useful” I have written a Gogyohka useful today redundant tomorrowflux of time never holds stillbut spirit of love eternally liveswars fought and bloodshed since ageskind love solaces to heal wounds Via :https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2022/05/24/tankatuesday-weekly-poetry-challenge-no-275-5-24-22-themeprompt/?amp=1
#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 272: #Tastetherainbow-Color Poetry
Happy Mother's Day to all!Mother's love,a palette of so many colours encompassing different facets of life-pure, selfless and unconditionalThis Tanka is an Ode to love that nurtures us all! fragrant rosy huedis solace of mother's loveazured love boundlessrolling back to share love morebrowned -yellowed yet eternal Via : https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2022/05/03/tankatuesday-weekly-poetry-challenge-no-272-tastetherainbow-color-poetry/?amp=1
NaPoWriMo 2022-Five answers to the Same Question
Love is strange,Falling for someone,On the first date.Love is strange,Here today,And gone tomorrow.Love is strange,A masquerade of goodness,Blown away with Time.Love is strange,You love with heart,And shut the mind.Love is strange,Love is for lifetime,You seek eternity.
TankaTuesday 2/8/22 #Poetry Challenge No. 260, #SpecificForm: Abhanga
My kind of love my kind of love aglowswhen shaded shadows diein obsidian skyundauntedly my kind of love dances-a wild dandelionfloating to Oriona microcosm my kind of love's dulcetnotes of mirthful tremblemake fears disassemblein wild tempests Via : https://wp.me/p4xNpg-cT7
When I saw roses pressedbetween the yellowed pages-Last vestiges of fathomless love,A passion so consumingthat even in its ruin,It makes lost souls reach for murmured hopesand wistful dreams.
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Dec. 4, 2021
The Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “rev" As the cannons roared,Balls of fire revved up,Streaking the dark skies,Tainting my soil red.I wonder,Where the love went?I yearn for those days,When vernal bloom,Thawed the icy facades.When warmth seeped,Infusing life into cloistered cages.A playful gambol,A fragrant melody,It reverberated the land.And now!An eerie silence,A silence of… Continue reading The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Dec. 4, 2021
Dance in the dark
I can see the moon over the meadow, As you twirl into my arms, We'll dance in the dark, And race the rivers where they run. For you and I fill find a place, Beneath a blanket made of stars, To start afresh. When the dawn is almost upon us, We will find our footsteps… Continue reading Dance in the dark
The rivulets of joy flowed down, Meandering down the stony bed. Striking the rough cobbles, The bubbling brooks danced all the more, As they created a symphony that resonated around. The rivulets of joy deluged the barren being, Infusing a life new, Nothing seem to dam the tide, It was a surge of ecstasy, It… Continue reading A Rivulet
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