a tiny frog is hiding in my lovely arum lilies
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spring leaps up
it’s a glorious time
when bees hum
nectar blooms
while arum lilies
just whisper
fearless day
as a tiny frog
burrows in
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Basho style haiku
Written in response to this week’s Tanka Challenge hosted by Selma
my dancing days
were delightful
I’d shimmy and shake
boogie down
and dance the night away
there was hip hop
salsa, samba and rumba
what a wonderful time it was
my dancing days are over
but I reminisce often
you see I was
that dancing queen
back then
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Image credit: Marcel StrauB @Unsplash
This image shows a dance floor lit by strobe lights, and many people can be seen on the dance floor.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #308 photo prompt.
this is my pond just at the moment, there are several tiny frogs around up there
the pond is alive
small frogs are making merry
with some willow fluff
spring dawn is the day
young grasses wave to them
frogs are on the move
they begin to climb
staring at the bright blue sky
they’ll take to the trees
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Written in response to this week’s Tanka Challenge hosted by Yvette M. Calleiro
another artist
what will this be?
it seems to be a landscape
and it’s pretty accurate.
I wonder if I could get a bit closer
although I don’t want to put him off;
rather I should walk a little further
such a lovely lake.
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Image credit: Salva Jamm @Unsplash
This image shows a man, probably an older man, sitting by the shore of a lake and there is a painting / picture in his hand. It looks like he is trying to capture the scene in front of him on paper / canvas.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #307 photo prompt.
a new beginning
bugs come out, so that’s handy
the white dew glistens
tranquil… could’ve been, but no
it’s a Venus flytrap, whoops
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Written in response to this week’s Tanka Challenge – from Colleen – very useful!
p.s. – I’m in the springtime… in the southern hemisphere.
hearts are broken
that’s life
some will mend
and some won’t
is there a judgement?
wrong or right
or is it just luck?
blind sight
that’s all there is
just the seasons
winter or spring
that’s just life
and how long
you might live.
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Image credit: Gio Bartlett @Unsplash
This image is titled “broken heart graffiti.” It shows a sad face painted in blue, with red hearts for eyes, and a heart that is outlined in white and appears to be broken, painted in red with a blue zigzag line in the middle, on a white wall.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #306 photo prompt.
It was a big Sunday roast, and all the crowd were here, since it was Granny’s birthday. I was the youngest, and I giggled out loud when I saw those bloomers from everyone. She also laughed, in fact, she had to wipe her eyes, using her pretty hankie, which always had the scent of lavender.
I had a little job on Sunday. I would walk down the long back garden, passing the huge fig tree – what a brilliant smell – then I picked some spearmint leaves, and brought them back to the kitchen.
Then soon it was lunchtime and all those smells were divine. There was roast spuds – just a half one for me though, and a little lamb, but best was the mint sauce, not too much, not too little, just the right amount – just heaven!
such a lovely day
we had eaten gorgeous food,
but gosh, those bloomers!
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It’s a haibun – lovely memories!
Written in response to this week’s Tanka Challenge hosted by Willow
That’s right, more coffee – and soon.
She bent down to pick up her bag;
she needed to write.
She looked over for a moment,
the view was divine – sea and sky,
but back to work.
Will she ever finish this great tome?
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Image credit: Peter Thomas @Unsplash
This image shows a table for two, set overlooking a picturesque scene. There are two teacups on the table, one of them is empty while the other is full of tea! In the background, you can see bright orange flowers, and far away mountains are visible too.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #305 photo prompt.
my photo – rather strange
the small pond glistened
some tiny birds winged away
I smiled at the crane
since I felt so blissful then
let me think some more nice thoughts
I smelled the coffee
and I continued to drink
looking at the sky
I suddenly saw my hands
I felt so very alive
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Melissa introduces a creative writing challenge inspired by Maggie Queeney.
Participants observe from a window, write about their surroundings, and create a tanka poem using sensory imagery and personal reflections.
Written in response to this week’s Tanka Challenge hosted by Mom With a Blog.
The ocean beckons,
what shall we do today?
I know what we can do,
let’s throw a pretty bottle in to the sea.
Oh yes, it’s always nice to send one out.
It needs a note, of course,
we’ll write it together;
a moment later, it was done.
We just need to bung the cork back,
and off it goes.
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Image credit: Tanya Barrow @Unsplash
This image shows a set of steps leading to a structure on a beach with multiple directional arrows pointing in different directions. Some of the names written on these arrows are Hogwarts, London, New York, Saas Fee, Dubai, Area 51, Bangkok, etc. In the background, you can see the ocean waves and sand.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #304 photo prompt.
Plus, Di of Pensitivity 101 – Monday’s Three Things Challenge: BOTTLE, BUNG, CORK
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