#Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge

July 7, 2021 / Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes / 12 Comments

#TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 233, #POET’SCHOICE

This challenge is a true poet’s choice! Use any syllabic poetry form that you’d like. As long as there are syllables to count, you’re good to go! Be creative. If your form is something new, teach us how to write it. Have fun!

One
winter
when snow fell
angels whispered
my impending birth
the new dark pretender
to make Merlin seem saintlike.
trouble aplenty lie in wait
darker evil, right through the cold core.
at night, the townsfolk tremble in their sleep
my birth had been planned before time, and thought
I guess the universe has a plan
the new spell has now been woven
time cannot recall it back
nor damp the troubled wave
people’s minds are weak
skyhooks are clear
they dig deep
time held
tight

MLMM ~ Photo Challenge #371

June 27, 2021 / Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes / 4 Comments

Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie

She is the perfect shadow
In her Sunday best,
standing on Waterloo station
She has until sunset to find her match
To join the living the rushing crowd,
few notice the still shadow
Fewer still would give a toss
about the disembodied shadow
Who has time to wonder
Not even a shadow can breathe easy
Sunset is moments away…

Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge

June 17, 2021June 19, 2021 / Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes / 8 Comments

#TANKA TUESDAY Weekly #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 230 #EKPHRASTIC #PHOTOPROMPT

It’s the third week of the month! Time for an Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt

old

water

will lead you

under snow moon

secrets will be found

go after the blue bird

a prize, but not the right one

The blue moon pearl is waiting where?

the hand hides what the eye needs to see

under the dark shadow of Shangri la…

#TANKA TUESDAY WEEKLY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 223, #THEMEPROMPT

April 30, 2021April 30, 2021 / Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes / 5 Comments

Dark
Magic
Soft velvet
Bearded wonder
Pale blue by water
By moonlight shining seen
Iris spirit dancing free
Time returns, my childhood pleasure
Of gentle angels leading my way
School journey made easy by gentle touch…

Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Challenge

February 24, 2021 / Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes / 6 Comments

#TANKA TUESDAY Weekly #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 214, #THEMEPROMPT

This month’s theme is:

Dreams

Does
Dreaming
come from a
different bed
Do we dream their dreams?
Is it sad and lonely?
Do we enter the unknown
A universe of do it twice
Where any old dream they think will do
for a night spent in someone else’s bed…

#TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 210 #SYNONYMSONLY

January 27, 2021January 31, 2021 / Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes / 6 Comments

This week, the words for the synonyms only challenge are

PAST & PRESENT

Slow
Summer
Days are gone.
Now we have snow.
Hungry birds to feed.
small footprints left behind.
Visiting cats passing through
I have turned into Sherlock Holmes
Leaving my prints behind as I go
As I search for the abominable snowman…

The Sunday Whirl ~ #Wordle 490 #Poetry

January 12, 2021January 12, 2021 / Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes / 2 Comments

I try to run right through the storm
To hide. I am a failure, a fraud
I have been too proud
Thinking myself smarter than the rest
I am brought low by the company I keep
I do not speak up, to say how I feel
I am craven, a coward in disguise
I have not joined in the treason they speak of
Yet I am complicit as I sit and listen to their plans
In the end, their words of sedition do not excite me
I do not have the energy for rebellion
There is no branch for me to hang my hat on…

#WritephotoTribute ~ Murmur #Poetry

December 17, 2020December 17, 2020 / Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes / 18 Comments

Thursday photo prompt: Murmur #writephoto

*For visually challenged writers, the* *image shows dark clouds and bare trees against a fiery sunset, with a murmration of starlings creating a cloud of their own.*

Red sky, flames from a hidden fire

Illuminates the dark barren land

Black clouds tendrils reaching

Searching the darkness for something lost

The sheer weight of it pushing me down

Slowing my footsteps

I longed for the murmur of waves along the shore

Where I paddled as a child

Somehow, I have been dropped into this wasteland

An unwanted morsel of humanity

No sign of life save for the starlings

Swaying, painting their patterns across the dark grey

Their sky murmur, a last dance before sleep

Reminding me of many a last dance

Played out over time

Do those lost lovers touch in sweet refrain?

Does our world echo a continuous murmur of love?

Do we feed from this almost silent murmur?

Like hungry children

I think it must be so, for we are still here

Swaying, dancing our own murmur in silence…

©Anita Dawes

This post is our tribute to Sue Vincent, for all the lovely prompts she has given us with #Writephoto over the years. To cheer her up on these dark days… GET WELL SOON, Sue…

Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge…

December 9, 2020 / Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes / 14 Comments

#Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 206 #SynonymsOnly

WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!

This week, Kerfe Roig selected the words:

“mingle and drift“

PLEASE support the other poets by visiting blogs and leaving comments. Peer reviews help poets perfect their writing craft. Remember… sharing is caring.

I
Slide
Slip away
On virgin snow
Floating in the air
United with childhood
Free to remember days gone
I am in an old-time free fall
Time returning long lost memories
All given while I blend with virgin snow…

#Colleen’s Weekly #Poetry Challenge

November 18, 2020 / Jaye Marie and Anita Dawes / 9 Comments

WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 203 #EKPHRASTIC #PHOTOPROMPT

It’s the third week of the month! Time for an Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt

This challenge explores Ekphrastic writing inspired by visual art (photographs). Diana Peach from last month’s challenge has provided the photo for this month’s challenge:

What
happens
When a ghost’s
pale white image
she sees reflected
With the tears she lets go
Does her wish stir the waters?
Dark hides tiny creatures whisper
When given a heart, let her be loved
Will the magic of the woods give her life?