poetry, Tanka Tuesday by Colleen Chesbro

Knowing the end of the story

In keeping with the theme of my blog, this challenge does have a religious touch.

My post here is an acceptance of Colleen Chesebro Challenge Tanka Poetry; her challenge is to use the synonyms for the words “Happy and Morose” however as she suggested I took this week challenge a little further by mixing Tanka poetry in between a Haiku or hybrid of Haiku/Senryu. If you know whether it be Haiku or Senryu please comment below; explain why.  Honestly I am not sure.

Numerous synonyms will be underlined.

Illusion the snare
crooning of silly ditties
awash with merry!
Secretly indwells a low
clinging to a chimera.

How cold our world is.
No room at the inn; without
Him— Peace can’t enter.

Truth error can’t mix
the devil will have his day!
Knowing story end
delighted the blessed will be
melancholy will be free!

Tanka Tuesday by Colleen Chesbro

#Tanka Poetry Challenge – #Haiku

My post here is an acceptance of Colleen Chesebro Challenge Tanka Poetry, her challenge is to use the synonyms for the words “Time and Charm” my choice was “life and IT” –

 

Haiku is a syllable structure of 5-7-5 with 3 lines only.

 

 

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Thank you for your visit to my blog, poetry challenge and my photograph of a landscape in Washington State.

Tanka Tuesday by Colleen Chesbro

#Tanka Poetry – Empty Pews

My post here is an acceptance to Colleen Chesebro Challenge Tanka Poetry, her challenge is to use the synonyms for the words “Joy” and “Fury” my choice was “Elation” and “Passion” –

#TANKA POETRY – my photograph, choir loft inside my Church.

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My post of yesterday Titled: “A World Without HIS Cross – WHAT IF?” I felt inspired to compose a Tanka Poem to be included in my post of yesterday – HERE  for those interested in reading, my use of the same synonyms of “Joy” and “Fury.”  Synonyms there are italicized.

Supernatural Reality

A World Without HIS Cross – WHAT IF?

Some unbelievers like to say if He was God why did He suffer so much pain, disgrace, and shame. He, as you say; can do all things why didn’t He just blink His eyes and open heaven’s gates.

Why not just Will it; the very fact of His Will purchased us?

It is a fact that the above could have happened in just that way, for God can do all things, and knows all things.

Try to imagine the world without the Cross. Ask yourself, what if there were no Cross?

We would have no Lent, no Resurrection and definitely no appreciation. No crucifix hanging on our walls, no rosary to pray no tears indeed to shed. A world without Christian devotions, without His Passion depicted in Christian Art.

There would be no need for the priesthood since there would be no reason for the holy sacrifice of the Mass nor the Blessed Sacrament upon our altars. Nothing to celebrate except to celebrate as in presumption. Without the cross, our religion leads one to Presumption, glory without merit, salvation without keeping the Commandments, or expectation of pardon for sin without repentance. A presumption is what man-made “Christians” should fear; they glory in the Resurrection; hide from the crucifixion, remember too there were only three at the foot of the Cross when He died.

“O wicked presumption, whence camest thou to cover the earth with thy malice, and deceitfulness?”
[Ecclesiasticus 37:3]

 

Addition of a Tanka Challenge

No Cross no Passion
What if God just waved us in?
God can do all things
Just a simple come on in
Wonder would we follow Him?

Tanka Tuesday by Colleen Chesbro

#Tanka Poetry Challenges

In keeping with the religious theme of my blog.  While taking up the challenge of the two prompt words this week “Green” and “Patience” using their SYNONYMS ONLY; it was so much fun I decided to post not one but two Tanka poems for this week of Colleen’s challenge.  My prompt words camouflaged with their synonyms are Italicized.

#Tanka NUMBER ONE
Bliss

Rivers of sweet tea
Cotten Candy yielding clouds
God’s Will to share this
Lollypop bliss flourishing!
Unicorns winking at me

 

 

#Tanka NUMBER TWO

Sprouting forgiveness
Missing it – perceived it not
Never offend Him?
Proud soul no humility
Ever woefully wretched

 

BELL

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