Thank you for the prompt, Colleen. I should be filling in tax forms but much prefer this kind of procrastination 🙂 Colleen’s tanka challenge is here. If the words or the photo inspire you, this is where to post your tanka.
Wind whips up dark cloud,
north sea-coloured, wild and cold
with unfallen snow.
I watch the gull’s flight, soaring,
such courage in the storm’s eye.
Colour of my dreams,
you paint the world so brightly,
no blue more intense.
Blow winter clouds, wind, and mix
another stormy palette.
Wind of the grey world
blows a storm from the cold north
charged with snow and ice.
I peer through thick falling flakes
for beyond the grey, spring waits.
I keep forgetting about this lovely challenge. This tanka, inspired by the words ‘late’ and ‘bloom’ is for Colleen Chesebro. Pop over to her blog and read a few more.
Snow on the roses,
last blooms vie in pure whiteness
with winter beauty;
memories of summer sun,
petals blush in my cold hand.
This tanka is for Colleen’s challenge that I keep forgetting to write for. The words to include are
Peace & spirit
No peace in the waves,
their restless, rolling spirit
sinks hope, a wrecked ship.
But I watch the grey gull soar,
plucking my dreams from the wind.
On Ken’s blog, I discovered a link to a new challenge—Colleen’s tanka challenge. Tanka isn’t something I’ve done for a while. Hope this is in the right spirit.
Stars fade at morning,
fire in the east warms the sky,
I wake to birdsong
and hope, that you wait beneath
the last roses not fallen.