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
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
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.
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
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.
we are so busy
this is me, I’m a squirrel
and who’s over there?
tiny wax bills and sun birds
we’re chattering and chirping
there’s two pretty doves
and a couple of weavers
I’m going up now
there are so many creatures
just paradise, isn’t it
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Personification – so interesting!
Written in response to this week’s Tanka Challenge hosted by Robbie Cheadle.
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so where was that witch?
I had been looking for her
which way would she go?
I rose up, holding a rose
that would please her, very much
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It’s a taiga – created by Colleen and Robbie – such a nice idea!
Written in response to this week’s Tanka Challenge hosted by Yvette M. Calleiro
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time is so precious
and I think tick tick tick tick
it is moving on
where will I go when I die?
can anyone tell me today?
This is a taiga with a tanka poem and a black and white photo – created by Colleen and Robbie.
Written in response to this week’s Tanka Challenge – from Colleen – very useful!
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This is a Taiga with a tanka poem and a black and white photo – created by Colleen and Robbie.
Written in response to this week’s Tanka Challenge hosted by Willow.
it’s a victory
flags are all around the world
but it is not true
is it in a gallery?
but no, it’s just in a house
so what would we think?
maybe it’s a metaphor
it’s just… difficult
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Metaphor – a tanka and a haiku – great fun!
Written in response to this week’s Tanka Challenge hosted by Robbie Cheadle
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