#Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge…

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 147, #Poet’sChoice

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

It’s the first of the month and you know what that means! Poets choose your own words.

It’s my favorite month of the year! HAPPY OCTOBER!

PLEASE support the other poets by visiting their blogs and leaving comments. Sharing each other’s work on social media is always nice too.

This challenge is for Haiku, Senryu, Haiga, Tanka, Haibun, Etheree, Nonet, Shadorma, and Cinquain poetry forms. Freestyle rhyming poetry is not part of this challenge. Thank you!

LcdjR55xi.pngThis is our choice of words this week in an #etheree poem…

 

MAGIC & LOVE

Stand

Beneath

The north star

Feel the magic

Calling for more time

Bring back yesterday’s glow

The one who made life worthwhile

When love is kissed the morning sun

Hear music carried by the sea breeze

Stay, feel the rhythm of the universe…

©anitadawes

Beloved…

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Beloved…

She looked at me with salt worn eyes

Tears of a thousand years

Her pain I could not imagine

Her years are old, she has lived too long

Old memories haunt her days, her nights

A plait crowns her beautiful grey hair

Her hand small and gentle, touch my face

Her smile almost invisible, too hard

Her pain holds it at bay, yet I remember

that her smile lit her eyes like night stars

She will forever be my beloved Oma…

Anita Signature

Love after Love…

 

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Love after Love

When the flame has swallowed the wax

When the candle is no more

Then you will see your love waiting

In green fields by golden gates

Castle walls that shine like mirrors polished

Your journey will not be taken

On swift straight roads

It will be as if you walk through brambles thorns

Harsh winter winds, flame will not warm your bones

Your life will be tested, the road steep

Your heart will not let love wither away

As you journey through the underworld

Your own hand will guide you

To where death has taken him

When you reach the darkest part of your journey

When you think the end cannot be reached

Unclench your fist, light the candle you held for so long…

Anita Signature

Love Really does Make the World go around…

 

 

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This week I have been thinking about all the different kinds of love there are, and how many I have had the good fortune to have shared. Unfortunately, this also highlighted the ones I haven’t or made a complete hash of, but you can’t make an omelette without breaking eggs, right?  At least I can’t.

I miss not knowing my dad, and I really wish I had never known my mum. (but that’s another story altogether!) Then there were two husbands one after the other that I’m glad I don’t miss in the slightest.

I was told once long ago that I have two brothers somewhere, and they are possibly who I miss the most.  I watch Anita’s son and daughter sometimes and really envy their relationship. They do fight and argue sometimes, but they are always there for each other, instinctively knowing what each of them needs and offering it before the need to ask.

It would appear that missing things is one of the saddest aspects of growing old and I don’t care for it too much.  I don’t want to spend any of the time I have left complaining about this and that, bemoaning what was and what could never be.  My life has been what I could make out of it, good or bad, and I’m not really the kind of person who will waste any time worrying about all the ifs and maybe’s. What’s done, is done.

 

I was wondering what to write about this week, and then I started thinking about all the things I love now. (And I did need the reminder).

Which was a nice change from all the problems and mini-disasters that have been depressing my family and me of late and it lifted my mood considerably.

So much so, that when I ventured outdoors yesterday, battling against strong, chilly winds to run an errand, I began to notice things that I might not have seen last week. Mother Nature’s presence was everywhere, and I wondered if the weather would be kind and not ruin her efforts. But it was good to see them nonetheless, proving that Summer really can’t be far away after all.

 

Back to all the things I love at the moment…

I love having the strength of my family around me.

I love that I still have most of my health and some of my mental faculties. (More important than I ever knew it could be)

I love that I have learned so much this year, mainly from the people I meet online every day. (And I thank you all from the bottom of my heart)

I love that I am enjoying writing my books and loving every frustrating minute of it.

I love all the people (and I am sure you all know who you are) who, with their advice, patience and humour have inspired us so much.

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Love…

 

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Love

I felt the winter winds

blow chills through my bones

chasing memories, unable to capture

haunting melodies hung in the air.

Warm winter furs, brandy cupped hands

love songs whispered through the strings of a harp

All lost now to the winter winds.

I cannot walk where your ashes lie

deep beneath the sea, you rest

my mind holds you forever young

my one true love…

AAAAA

No End… #Poetry

 

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No End

Sleep my pretty one

I will be right beside you when you wake

To look into those beautiful blue eyes

That touch my heart with invisible hands

Planting seeds of love

The kind that needs no watering

And never dies

Otherworldly kind of love

Born from Eternity

That kind of love that lives forever

Returning to new young lovers

Waiting to meet

That first kiss, that first touch,

That speaks of something long remembered

There are no words to speak its meaning

A comfort, a warm blanket on a winter’s night

When lightning flashes and storms rage

Washing the earth, a life remembered

This is why time goes in circles

Love does the same

A new body, time and space

The same love returning

There is no end…

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