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Tanka Tuesday 2020 Out – The Shadorma

tick tock tick
soon this year of years
will be gone,
history,
twenty twenty-one come quick
our hope rests in you

~kat


A Shadorma (3/5/3/3/7/5) for Tanka Tuesday’s Last Challenge of 2020! For the LAST poetry challenge of 2020, I want you to write a poem about hope, using your favorite poetry form (it doesn’t have to be syllabic). Please make these poems inspirational to others. No negativity and No politics! We’ve all had enough politics to last us another lifetime. After you’ve written your poem, tell us why the specific form you chose is your favorite. Why does that form resonate with you? If it’s a new form, teach us how to write that specific form.

I have many favorite poetry forms, but amongst the syllabic forms, I have to say I love the Shadorma. I love that there are six lines, some short, some longer. It lends itself to a very interesting piece, allowing the writer to expound on a topic fully with brevity. 


legacy

Image by Barbara A Lane from Pixabay

legacy

coursing through my veins, directing my existence,
lifeblood, DNA containing the legacy of my ancestors
heroes, scoundrels, paupers, royalty, saints, average folk,
their footprints in the dust long disbursed to the wind
and me here, now, my simple life carrying us on anonymously

~kat


A Gogyohka for Wordcraft Poetry’s Tanka Tuesday Ekphrastic Challenge inspired by the photo above.


dare to hope

dare to hope

we shouldn’t be at all surprised
when vile wolves disguised as sheep
prowl the darkness while we sleep
crooning dissonant lullabies
that fill our foolish ears with lies
we shouldn’t be surprised at all
when silly sheep refuse to call
these wolves the monsters that they are,
to send them packing…au revoir!
it won’t be long until they fall

dread of the future
is fading away in waves
dare to hope again

~kat


For Ronovan Writes, a combined response to the Décima Poetry Challenge, Prompt Word: SLEEP – B-Line Rhyme and the Haiku Poetry Challenge, Prompt Words: EBB (fading away) & FLOW (waves).


the abyss

sometimes the abyss
is a pool of black water,
deep, its skin like glass
capturing reflections of
innocence slipping away

~kat~


A Tanka for Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge, this week’s ekphrastic photo prompt courtesy of Diana Peach.


and the count continues…

I don’t know who came up with this meme, but it’s been making the rounds. I think it’s brilliant. One caption said, “This is what we know so far.” Yep.

and the count continues…

there seems to be no end in sight
conspirators wait at the gate
provoked by lies, aroused by hate
sycophants brace for one last fight
while others try to do what’s right
we wait, we angst, we bite our nails,
holding our breath, we can’t exhale
but it will all be over soon
we’ll soon be rid of this buffoon
with any luck he’ll land in jail

the cold air is thin
naked tree limbs poke the sky
leaves fall letting go

~kat


For Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge – Prompt Word: EXHALE – C-Line Rhyme, combined with the Weekly Haiku Challenge – Prompt Words: COLD/FALL.