Tanka Tuesday is back after a hiatus of a few months. Thank you, Colleen, for giving this wonderful community a reason to write poetry and celebrate each other’s talents. As usual, I’m incapable of following a schedule and am responding to two Tanka Tuesday challenges instead of one.
Challenge #1 was to write a taiga, a syllabic form featuring a tanka and a black & white image (a photo, drawing, calligraphy, or painting). I was recently wandering on an empty Pacific beach and was mesmerized by the designs left in the sand (a wee slideshow).
February beach
canvas of water and sand
solitary gulls
comb the surf for wave-tossed crabs
in beauty unmarred by man
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Challenge #2 was a synonyms-only challenge, using synonyms for create and bright, in syllabic form. I wrote a tanka (syllable count 5/7/5/7/7) with the quasi-synonyms manifesting and illumination.
Illumination
Illumination
a keen-edged and bitter sting
to the darkened mind
done manifesting falsehoods
on the day “they came for me”
*quote from the poem “First They Came” by German pastor Martin Niemöller
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I’m struggling with what’s happening to my country. I didn’t vote for this travesty, but I’m going down with the 77 million who did and the 90 million who didn’t bother to vote. They’ve come for us all.












