Our entry for Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge

Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 168 #SynonymsOnly

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Here are the two words selected by Ruth Scribbles, from last month’s #SyllablesOnly challenge:

COMFORT & WORN

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Image by Dimitris Vetsikas from Pixabay

 

My

Armchair

Soft comfort

Worn out, threadbare

Like me, it’s timeworn

Yet happiness lives there

relief for my aching back

My very tattered worn out friend

It started life in my mother’s house

Something no amount of money can buy…

©anitadawes 2020

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  1. Elizabeth Avatar

    Beautiful poem! For sure money can’t buy most of the treasures.

    1. jenanita01 Avatar

      Thank you, Elizabeth…

  2. Colleen M. Chesebro Avatar

    How lovely this is Anita. Did you ever notice that the older we get the more we value our chair? <3

    1. jenanita01 Avatar

      We do, don’t we?

  3. D. Wallace Peach Avatar

    Those old comfortable chairs are like friends. I have one too. :-) Well done, Anita.

    1. jenanita01 Avatar

      Best place in the world…

  4. judeitakali Avatar

    Now I also want to sit in that armchair 😁

    1. jenanita01 Avatar

      You would be welcome, Jude…

      1. judeitakali Avatar

        😁👌🏾👍🏾

  5. robertawrites235681907 Avatar

    I also love family heirlooms, Anita. A fabulous poem.

    1. jenanita01 Avatar

      Thank you, Robbie…

  6. Stine Writing Avatar

    I can feel how cozy sitting in that arm chair is! For reasons related to losing my husband and son, I have either sold or donated most of the furniture I have had for the past 20 years. I have replaced it all with a hand-me-down from David’s brother’s girlfriend. It was a decision that was easy and hard to make but it brought heartache, not warmth and love.

    1. jenanita01 Avatar

      We hope that one day the hand me down will afford a small amount of comfort. We are sorry for your loss…

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