Tanka Tuesday

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“The forest is a calm spiritual place“ John Muir

Finding solace in the forest

Falling into a state of calm

I might name it a spiritual place

A walk into the magical.

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A golden shovel poem is a contemporary poetic form where each word from a borrowed line ends a line in a new poem. American poet Terrance Hayes invented the form in 2010 as a tribute to Gwendolyn Brooks. “A Forest Soul Cleanse” John Muir

“And into the forest I go to lose my mind and find my soul.” - John Muir



The forest is a calm spiritual place,
a balsam scented and serene space.
Rabbits hide in mossy dens,
with fresh mushroom gems.
Magical!
Cleanse.
Fanciful,
trees, flowers and stems.
Where creatures sleep and some race.
A place to treat with kindness and grace,
the forest is a calm spiritual place.

***I hope this fits the criteria

#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 54, Imagist poetry, 3/3/2026

Six Sentence Story

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I’ve decided we’ll go after all.

Really, my sister will be so pleased to have us!

She’ll have us alright, all six of us.

It’s tomorrow so we’ll have to be quick, start packing the car!

We’ll never make it, packing up the kids and all…so, guess what?

We’re going to fly!

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What are you Reading?

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Two books last week were:

And:

Sons of Valor IV: False Flag” is a thriller by Brian Andrews and Jeffrey Wilson about a conspiracy in the Middle East following the murder of the Saudi Crown Prince, which frames Mossad agents and threatens to ignite war. The book follows the “Gold Squadron” as they race to uncover the truth behind a false flag operation orchestrated by a hardline Saudi prince and an Iranian operative, while a team infiltrates the Saudi palace to expose the plot. It’s the fourth book in the Sons of Valor series, a spin-off of the Tier One series.”

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https://thebookdate.wordpress.com/category/imwayr/

MLMM Wordle

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A sigh escaped her when the prism caught the marvel of the stage set, dressed for the dance. The afternoon shadow would soon drift in and fingers of clouds would stay the night. Charlotte hoped this ballet story would come through to the audience and she deepened the color on her cheek and lips. She would seek the perfect makeup for her character and then snuggled into her costume.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #466