those trees and bushes
are elegant in different hues,
so many green shades
in the great colour wheel,
very blissful and calming.
Colour, like features, follow the changes of the emotions.
but what is up there?
gosh, it’s a little red car!
vibrant, isn’t it,
but how did it get to there?
no clue, but fun, we’re grinning!
– Pablo Picasso
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I do like this park,
it’s peaceful and gladdening.
I often sit here
and look up at those great trees,
where birds are all around there.
“Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky.”
Shall I write today?
I have my notebook and pen,
but it seems too hard;
so I’ll just look up again
and enjoy the lovely day.
— Khalil Gibran
Image credit: Shan Ali @ Pexels
In this image, we can see a park with wooden benches installed at regular intervals. There are tall green leafy trees all around, and the ground is covered with grass. A walking track is passing in front of the benches.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #351 photo prompt.
He’s an Oystercatcher. They nest in the adjacent grassland. – Crispina Kemp
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I am a wader
and my plumage is striking
there’s mud, grass, water
as I’m looking for mussels
since my brood is quite near here
~Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark.~
it had been early
and it was still very dark
there was a warning
screech, alarm, I was on it
but everything had been fine
– Rabindranath Tagore
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For Colleen Chesebro’s Tanka Tuesday invites us to write a Tanka Puente.
Her suggested/optional theme is light versus dark.
just a tiny bird
but so beautiful, so cute
bright yellow feathers
are more than brilliant, just fab
and she knows that doesn’t she.
“A bird does not sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song.”
hey there little one
what can you see right up there?
maybe there’s a mate
is it? really? that is great
but you’re off, ah well, see you!
— Maya Angelou
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Image credit: Mark Olsen @Unsplash
This image shows a Yellow Warbler singing from a sunlit branch during spring migration at Magee Marsh Wildlife Area on the southern shore of Lake Erie, Ohio.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #345 photo prompt.
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big buttercups, buzz
darling daisies walk the talk
golden butterflies
fling nectar through those tall trees
the summer time vibe goes on
Summertime, and the living is easy. —Ella Fitzgerald
let’s lie on the hay
drinking some boozy bourbon
eat eggs and mustard
just a mellow afternoon
as a black crow cracks a joke
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I will drink coffee
and you will drink lovely tea
but she drinks wine, gosh
that is rather radical
yes indeed, what a woman
“Don’t look at me in that tone of voice.”
let’s slide closer to her
look, she talks fast and loudly
very funny though
she’s so, so dry, isn’t she
and we know her name, don’t we
― Dorothy Parker
~~~
Image credit: Andes Beltran @Unsplash
This image shows someone holding three cups and the cups are made in the image of a woman’s face. The expression on the three cups are slightly different from each other.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #337 photo prompt.
a posh bottle and some leaves
tanka Puente
not normal… that’s me
what can I say? and who’s this?
a strange animal
and that is completely fine
it’s a mental block – just odd
~~ “You need a little of insanity to do great things.” Henry Rollins ~~
my head exploded
I was going to heaven
but then I came back
not normal – magnificent!
what can I write next – let’s see
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Written in response to Yvette’s challenge to write a poem about mental wellness or the lack thereof.
just outside in my office
tanka Puente
a new brood, that’s life
these are guinea fowls, cheeky;
here’s the family
there’s mom, dad, aunt and uncle
and here’s the best one – young’un!
~~ “Tame birds sing of freedom. Wild birds fly.” John Lennon ~~
a new guinea fowl
learns to chatter and squawk, a lot
he’s bigger each day
and now he’s a teenager
such fun we’re having, we’ll wave
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For Colleen Chesebro‘s TankaTuesday #46 — 6 January 2026, where this week’s host Willow Willer’s invitation is to write syllabic poetry in the form of a puente [using a quote as a three-stanza poem’s bridge]. The selected quote’s topic is to be the writer’s choice. On the topic(s) of ‘new beginnings for the new year or your life.‘
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tanka Puente
a veil of mystery
whatever can be revealed
something hides its face
the waves draw back and forward
a pinnacle will fly out
“Mysteries are feminine; they like to veil themselves but still want to be seen and divined.”
Karl Wilhelm Friedrich Schlegel
my moon is displayed
so bright – full of energy
yet the veil pulls down
such a strange conundrum
dear moon, come back again… please
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Written in response to this week’s Tanka Challenge hosted by Yvette M. Calleiro
Yvette has chosen the word veil. There are several definitions for veil. Choose whichever version of the word that speaks to you, and write a syllabic poem of your choosing.
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