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alittlebitofeverythingwithlove.com
sun golden in the window, poached eggs on the plateby daisies in avase, butter soft on the toast,my joy runs like yolk image created by me and Gemini Copyright ©2026 Lisa Paul. All rights reserved. Colleen Chesebro has challenged us today on Tanka Tuesday to include at least two things in your syllabic poem, but... |
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brazannemuse.com
a tiny flutterdraws in an expectant breathfelt in a heartbeatflying upon winds of changeSpring's colour waits in the wings?Suzanne So pleased to have Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge return, opening with a Taiga.... I missed everyone and their creative responses. If you enjoy syllabic poetry, please check out the link below... https://tankatuesday.com/2025/02/25/tankatuesday-poetry-challenge-no-1-taiga-2-25-25/ |
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bozbozeman.com
The mission this week on TankaTuesday.com is to use 3 kigo words and write three Abhanga, with the syllable count 6-6-6-4. Sunrise walks with my dogAre from last week, or the Weeks ahead. Now I sleepin: Vacation!Snow swirls, frost whirls, fire smokeTwists in winter spirals.A phrase that sounds like theGrey days and thoughts.Picture friends enjoyingBoxing... |
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reinventionsreena.com
The city flows in my bloodstream. How do I separate this from my being? It has loved, hated, mocked, and accepted me, driving me towards different points at different times. I lost track of my destination as I sprinted across the roads to meet the day's target. Meanwhile, the city tiptoed through my being, transforming... |
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