white falling snow, your beauty amazes, a soft blanket to cover
chilled cheeks pink hued, children don’t mind the cold, mittens are not thick enough
icicles drip, inviting young thirsties, hot chocolate works better
marshmallows bob, sweet hot drinks are warming, now it’s time to sled again
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#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge: Javanese poetry, 12/03/2024 #syllabicpoetry
The Bag Lady 
Cheryl, you took me back to the days when I used to go ice skating in the winter. The cold didn’t seem to bother us. Fabulous poem.
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Thank you
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Your words bring out the magic of winter.
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Your words make winter sound so beautiful.
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☺️
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This is fantastic, Cheryl! I feel as if I’m there. Great poem!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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Beautiful imagery, Cheryl. Sooo lovely. 🌞
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It is
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I love winter, all seasons really😂
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this sekar ageng is a delight to imagine. Those mitts. Children will be children. Thanks for sharing, Cheryl. Beautiful.
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Thanks!
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How delightful with a lovely flow, Cheryl.
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Thank you
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That’s really lovely. Stunning ❄
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Thanks!
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How beautiful! I love this poem
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Thank you for reading
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Blissful!
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Thanks for stopping by
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how beautiful ❄️
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Your sekar ageng is lovely, Cheryl. It flows so naturally—like the snowfall you describe—and carries a warmth that melts right through the cold. It’s so cozy and playful!
Much love,
David
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Thank you so much, David
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🤗
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Gorgeous, I loved this! ❤
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