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#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge No. 292, 10/4/22: #Tastetherainbow-Color Poetry
The colour of rage is like a red rose yet never as sweet. purple to black temper I go, when all things go wrong love is soft, inside a white cloud why not live like a cloud, soft inside… ©AnitaDawes2022
This week I chose a red rose to go with Anita’s nonet poem for #Tanka Tuesday
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I often imagine floating in the clouds. They are beautiful in the Prescott area of AZ. Your poem captures the softness so perfectly.
Thank you, Gwen. It seems everyone likes the idea of floating on a cloud!
Absolutely lovely 🌹
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Makes me want to go inside that soft white cloud.
It does doesn’t it? Absolute bliss…
Awesome! Yes, who wouldn’t want to live in a soft cloud?!?! :)
Instead of this miserable planet, oh yes…
This is beautiful, Anita. This is a good analogy: “The colour of rage is like a red rose yet never as sweet.” 🌹
Glad you liked this, Colleen…
Tell Anita she did a great job. 🌹
I do, Colleen… Life has taken away her health, but not her ability to write, thank goodness…
Poor dear. I’m glad you’re there with her. ❤️
She is getting stronger, Colleen. I’m beginning to think she may outlive me!
LOL! Hugs and love to you both! ❤️
Thanks again, Colleen…
Beautiful if we all only be as soft as the clouds.
If only…
So beautiful. And fresh too.
a lovely comment, Jude…
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A lovely response to the prompt!
Thanks, Jan…
Beautiful 🌹💕✨
Bless you, Amber…
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