🌹🌹🌹🌹
it’s Valentine’s day
come on, let’s go and eat here
we’ll sit together
we’ll have a little smooching
since both of us are soulmates
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Valentine’s Day 💘
Tag: tanka tuesday
Yet another nonsense poem (and why)
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.
The Pretty Plant
She’s mine!
She is a comely gal, mindful though,
but then she’ll munch and crunch happily.
Goodness gracious!
She’s persistent, for sure, proudly too.
She’ll be on the prowl, then strike quickly.
Goodness gracious!
She’ll see a visitor, and she’ll wink.
There’s an opportunity, but no.
Goodness gracious!
She’ll sulk for a couple of hours,
but then she’ll open her pretty mouth.
Goodness gracious!
She will try her luck again, grinning.
You see, she is a Venus fly-trap.
Goodness gracious!
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For Colleen Chesebro‘s #TankaTuesday #48 – 20 January 2026 where this week’s host Melissa Lemay’s invitation is to follow poet Marianne Moore’s syllabic pattern in one of her poems.
I chose the pattern of 9-syllable lines and a 4-syllable refrain.
Nonsense, or is it?
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dead metaphors, like
those dead poets who witter on:
loyal treachery and
melancholy merriment
want some affordable caviar?
such a nonsense poem
pretty dreadful I would say
so anything else?
tortuous spontaneity
that’s a nice one, isn’t it.
those dead poets are
buried in Poets’ Corner
shall we have a look?
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For Colleen Chesebro’s TankaTuesday #47 – 13 January 2026 where this week’s host Robbie Cheadle’s invitation is to ‘choose an oxymoron and write a syllabic poem to demonstrate its meaning.’
Another South African Christmas
figs from my garden and in my kitchen
it’s Christmas
a buffet, a treat
a fun day
there are figs galore
the smell, the taste is divine
so much going on
we will eat
and enjoy the day
squirrels too
yes, that’s right
they pick lots of them
naughty ones
so open presents
and sit outside, lovely, and
a little champagne
~~~
Loved your quartet of American cinquains, Robbie, really fab
– we’re only around the corner (kind of).
For Colleen Chesebro’s #TankaTuesday #44 – 23 December 2025, where this week’s host, Robbie Cheadle’s invitation is to reflect on holiday Christmas celebrations and family gatherings, using one, some or all, of the five senses as muses in a syllabic poem.
Laughing Buddha
a sculpture in our yard
our lovely fat Budai
he loves to chuckle and grin
he throws happiness and joy
here’s a gift, petals!
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The Dodoitsu is a fixed folk song form of Japanese origin and is often about love or humour.
The name, Budai, literally means ‘cloth sack’, and refers to the bag he is usually depicted carrying as he wanders aimlessly. His jolly nature, humorous personality, and eccentric lifestyle distinguish him from most Buddhist masters or figures. He is almost always shown smiling or laughing, hence his nickname in Chinese, the Laughing Buddha. Budai is traditionally depicted as overweight and having a huge stomach (possibly a symbol of abundance or forgiveness) and many stories surrounding Budai involve his love of food and drink – perfect for us too!
For Colleen Chesebro’s #TankaTuesday #42 – 9 December 2025 where this week’s host Yvette Calleiro’s invitation is to focus on the word gift/gifting, as a noun or verb and to write a syllabic poem.
Just gratitude
view from my kitchen window
Brimming with happiness
so warm and so bright
who’s busy outside, let me have a little look
as I open the big door
and slowly step out.
I look around and up
here’s two pretty doves
they’re canoodling together on that rafter
so why don’t you nest here
good idea, my dear?
I’m sure you’ve been before
both of you last year
and that when so well, we all remember that
so get some twigs and stuff
time to be broody!
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Written in response to this week’s Tanka Challenge hosted by Melissa, from Mom With a Blog
The Double Ennead is a form created by Colleen Chesebro for 99-word stories at Carrot Ranch. The Double Ennead is composed of three stanzas of 33 syllables each, for a total of 99. Each stanza has lines with the following syllable counts: 6/5/11/6/5. For an example of a Double Ennead poem, click here.
A Veil
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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.
Just whisper
a tiny frog is hiding in my lovely arum lilies
~~~
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
Just One Day
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
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