Tanka Tuesday by Colleen Chesbro

Living Witness to Christ’s Death!

My Tanka poem has a religious echo about A Tree!

The Yew Tree seem to live “forever” as Christ resurrected from the dead. Reported in The Times that a yew tree in the churchyard at Coldwaltham, West Sussex, had been confirmed as one of the oldest trees in England planted around 1,000 BC. NOTE: Image below is not necessarily the same tree as what The Times wrote about.

A Yew Tree

Always forever
A Witness to Christ, His death
Lasting undying!
God chose a tree, a Yew Tree.
Living growing in Churchyards!

dVerse

dVerse, poetry

Moonshine … anyone?

dVerse says …

Let’s get a little luny

Mother Nature about to deliver — TODAY!
Labor pangs travail wind howling in pain!
Mother Earth speaks through the long nights.
Bringing forth recovered life, never aborted.
Life continues to shift, and leaves fall, rain dances.
Cold disturbs the heat, but look at the moon!
The moon so polished, large, and gleaming, we wonder!
From here to eternity, it shimmers, from my house to yours.

One more gift from God
That glow; it never burns out
Vigilant night eye!

Inspired by

Frank J. Tassone

Supernatural Reality

The Hand Writing on the Wall

Fandango’s word prompt

Imminent! with True Story a YouTube movie I watched!

Because of the strange happenings in the entire world these days and my curious personality, I found myself watching an old Testament Bible story on YouTube about the book of Daniel.

The movie was interesting in many ways, but in particular, the story explains an incident. Daniel, the prophet, was summoned by King Belshazzar to interpret! This king had just defiled sacred objects meant for the One True God; the king dishonored religious cups at his pagan feast.

Imminently strange, mysterious writing appeared on the wall, the frightened king called his soothsayers et al. to interpret, but they could not. Daniel was finally called and told the king “MENE, MENE, TEKEL, UPHARSIN” and analyzes them for the king: “MENE, God has numbered the days of your kingdom and brought it to an end; TEKEL, you have been weighed … and found wanting;” and “PERES, your kingdom is divided and given to the Medes and Persians.” (Daniel 5;5-31)
Imminently that same night, the king was killed.

Eugi's Weekly, Tanka Tuesday by Colleen Chesbro

He has the Whole World in His HANDS

Looking at the cheat sheet over at Colleen’s site I thought I would try two different forms of poetry. The first form is called a Crapsey cinquain with a syllable count of 2/4/6/8/2. Read below:

Night Sky
Look up, not down
Dark yet bright, the moon glows!
Supernatural is waiting
For you!

  

The second form from Colleen’s site is a 26 syllables with no set rhyme scheme. It is a syllabic poem with a meter of 3/5/3/3/7/5 the form is a Shadorma, my attempt is read here:

The Night Sky
Look up, never down
High so low
Birds can pierce!
Gleaming Stars Lightning showing
Immortality!

The Whole World in His Hand

Also this post of mine would fit, I believe, with another challenge by Eugi’s COSMOS. Thanks you Eugi’s Causerie.

opinion, poetry

The Three Days of Darkness … in a poetry challenge

Today March 4th I will repost this piece on dVerse because dVerse is calling for OLN means you can post ONE poem of your choosing. This is indeed a past post at that time inspired by Paint Chip below:

Maybe it’s the world’s mode these days; can’t help to think of a Catholic popular prophecy in which the stage is being set right now! My opinion only, of course! Prophecy is “The Three Days of Darkness.”
Linda Kruschke has inspired this writing with the words this week contained in her Paint Chip challenge.

Presenting the Paint Chips, please join in with your creative writing.

The time is now; that Grand Plan
Prep, don’t forget stock a drink
Juice, maybe freshly squeezed, — please!
Make sure your plan is at hand.

A rainstorm of fire will form
Wishing life — under the sea.
The dead, we will all envy.
God deliver us, our plea!

Attach to God or detached?
Winds roll us as tumbleweeds.
Where O’where rosary beads?
Never late, long as we breathe.

Tongue-tied fear viewing sunsets!
Green flashes for all to see.
When it’s over, sun to rise.
A world becomes very wise.

Now to know the Master’s sign.
Every knee bends at His name.
The world; a canvas so blank
We have God’s mercy to thank.

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ETERNITY … a dominant reality!

The condition of the world today needs some reflection on what’s to come for all of us.

I Believe, BECAUSE -

Eternity should be the only DOMINANT REALITY of our life because it is forever. It is whatever exists outside of time.
It is easy to shake your head and say nothing exists but what if you are wrong?

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The consequences of being wrong on this account would mean you can’t change your mind once found in eternity. The time given you now is your opportunity to think about eternity.
Just to give you an idea of how long eternity is, let me share this little analogy from my childhood memory.

Imagine a tiny bird that dwells up high in the heavens above; it flies down to earth every 100 years just to take one sip of the waters contained on earth. Consider all the oceans, rivers, lakes and streams throughout. The bird only takes one little sip and flies back to its place in the celestial abode to await the…

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#1linerWeds, Wednesday Challenge

A One-Liner just for you!

Wednesday, time for a One Liner!

If you would like to participate in this prompt, feel free to use the “One-Liner Wednesday” title in your post, and if you do, you can ping back here to help your blog get more exposure.  Linda Hill

Life; the first One Hundred years are the hardest!

Photo Challenge, poetry, Tanka Tuesday by Colleen Chesbro

God Willed it to BE

 Time for an Ekphrastic #PhotoPrompt

This challenge explores Ekphrastic writing inspired by visual art (photographs). 

First the interesting image

Ekphrastic writing below

How vast this world is, —
A tiny sprout shoots up!
Why am I here? It calls out!
Meager and alone; yet
God willed it to BE!

Join us!

Eugi's Weekly

Try this, when the LEAVES BEGIN TO FALL!

BY -EUGENIA on  https://amanpan.com/2020/09/14/eugis-weekly-prompt-autumn-leaves-september-14-2020/

Frank J. Tassone https://frankjtassone.com/2020/09/13/haikai-challenge-156-9-13-20-new-coolness-shinryoo-haiku-senryu-haibun-tanka-haiga-renga/?blogsub=confirmed#blog_subscription-7

The Falling of the Leaves

The time is now! Why?
Because it’s time for a change;
Not an end! Instead
Time for skeleton leaves fun!
Now fun begins time is now.

SkeletonLeaves
Search the web for instructions
Ah! Another Challenge, poetry

You Know what they say about being eighty-one!

Paint Chip Poetry https://anotherfearlessyear.net/2020/09/11/paint-chip-poetry-prompt-37/

When I’m OLDER than eighty.
It may be grass will appear
greener, a verdant green — lush
As Garden of Paradise.

Time to relax would be nice!
Taste Wild Huckleberry wine,
Near soft glow of candlelight
I wait, waiting —still, I wait!

My skin will take on an aged
Antique Brass shade — no longer
A peachy tone, when eighty!
Sooner than later —eight one!

Years continue to fly by
As cumulonimbus clouds
Watching to show their tuff stuff.
Sooner than later or die!

Before that dreaded birthday
I’ll visit that Spice Market
If I wait another day
Sooner than later —eighty one

You know what they say about
Being eighty-one —
They say you’re as good as done!

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A Poem about a Poem

Hint & Bold

Today and yesterday too! One of those days with little inspiration to write, but determined as I was; I wrote a Tanka poem about Tanka Poetry. The synonyms are in caps for the words “Hint & Bold.”

Tanka poetry
Syllabic number to count!
Receive your first CLUE —
Refined, VIVID as can be
Desired Tanka poetry!

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge, Word of the Day Challenge

Obey your Conscience not your Friends

Today’s prompt: Write a piece of prose or poetry that ends with in the end, we were just a moment.

Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge: Tuesday, September 8, 2020

Another interesting prompt with the introduction of a new word, at least in My vocabulary of words is: Honeyfuggle

At first, back in the day, living in Chicago, where everyone was a Democrat, and I thought it was good. It was right back in the 40s-50s and earlier still before my time. As time went on, I witnessed a departure from everything sacred to me. Yet, they still were able to honeyfuggle me! With the fake media, the people of lies. Today, my prayer is not that you who are still deceived will find the Truth, but that the Truth will find you. Now looking back to my life in Chicago, I realize! In the end, we were just a moment!

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The Art of Eavesdropping

Quadrille #111 – What’s That Rustling in the Eaves? The word today from dVerse is EAVESDROPPING a post in only 44 words

Confess, or else!
Okay, hear this.
One day a forever ago
while straining my ears
trying ever so hard to
listen to my granddaughter’s
very dull conversation.
“Don’t you have anything
better to do?” I asked myself.
Not to mention I felt guilty too!