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waves constant soothing

renewing sandy beaches

seashells are its gift

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laying on edges

predicament happening

inevitable

sand in my scant bathing suit

sole comfort of waves leaving

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SenHai Saturday #15

Susan’s gaze locked with the stranger’s across the crowded restaurant, and she was suddenly overwhelmed by a powerful emotion. It had been years since she felt that tingle, creeping up her body, and it was nice. Susan shifted in her seat and was surprised the man’s smile started to spread across his face, as if he knew exactly what she was feeling and that he caused it. She was embarrassed, thinking the strange man had control over her emotions. Susan’s face turned scarlet and she abruptly left the restaurant. On her way home riding the bus, she got out her paperback and hid her face, pretending to read. The feelings she experienced started to wane and at home she looked in the mirror and giggled.

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Fandango’s Story Starter #211

“But daddy, it is real!” Jane’s dad just shakes his head. He was trying to tell his daughter that Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny were just made up stories and at eight, it was time to know the truth.

“These are made up holiday stories, my dear, and you are old enough now to stop believing in a Santa Claus. Your mother and I decided you should know that the stockings are filled by her and me.”

“Daddy you are wrong! I was looking out my window yesterday just before dark and I saw it! It was so tiny but with my telescope, given to me by Santa Claus”, looking at her dad with a smirk, “I saw Santa Claus’ village where toys are made.”

Jane’s dad had a look for himself that night and discovered his daughter was right. He was flabbergasted at seeing the small town.

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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 07/29/2025

We want to work with Implied Metaphor which does not explicitly state the comparison but explains it in a complex way as compared to a direct metaphor. It hints to the reader to allude to the deeper layer of meaning.

 In syllabic poetry, it’s not suitable to use the word, “like” to introduce our metaphor.  I used the word, like below, because of the syllable count. Sometimes, nothing else works. Besides, we’re practicing how to use implied metaphors. 

Chose a syllabic poetry form from the list here and write a poem using at least one metaphor.

If this is your first time at Tanka Tuesday? Here is what you do:

• Think of a metaphor and use it in your syllabic poem.
• #TankaTuesday does not accept AI-generated poetry.
• Post your poem on your personal site/blog.
• Include a link back to TankaTuesday.com in your post.
• Copy the link of your published post into Mr. Linky. There are no recaps this year.
• Remember to click the small checkbox about data protection.
• Read and comment on some of your fellow poets’ work.
• Like and leave a comment below if you decide to do so.
• This challenge closes on Monday, 8/5 at noon EST, Detroit, USA.
• Have fun!

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roaring waters break

raging against barriers

seeking an ending

journeying roughshod along

established streams and rivers

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Tank Tuesday Poetry Challenge #23, 7/29/25: Metaphors

Vacation, a word in shiny magazines
It’s describing beautiful scenes
The pictures are alluring
Families together, touring
Never us, I start to think
Washing dishes at my sink
Scenes of boats on waves so blue
I would love to be there too
But we’ll never go on vacation
We’ll stay here, in our home location.

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Monday Poetry Prompt: Vacation

Witch’s Oath

Most people think a toast is to celebrate a dear friend’s good fortune, but this day could be filed under broken vows. All the blood left Elizabeth’s face as she read the speech, the old nervous habit came flooding back, but she did pick up the bag of nails. The speech done, the ceremony began. As they stepped up one by one, taking a nail, the irony of it all hit Elizabeth. It could easily have been her in that coffin, and she was relieved her secret was now safe, locked inside a block of wood, perfectly silent.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #435

Of sweaters I have a plethora
Most are made of angora
Wool makes me itch
Those sweaters I ditch
But give me a silk
Knitted in milk
Shades also liked
With buttons spiked
Are beige and blue
My favorite hues
And then there’s red
Matched to hair on my head
Or orange a clue
To my autumn skin’s hue
But morning grass green
Makes my eyes sheen

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Weekend Writing Prompt #426 – Plethora

Losing his hair, Joe thought he’d never get a match. The dating website seemed a good way to meet people, so took a selfie and sent it in. Immediately his email was flooded with hair product ads. Some suggested going completely bald as today’s fashion accepts or a patch of hair stuck on looking semi normal. Joe looked in the mirror as the ads suggested and tried their videos to see what he might look like using their product. Joe finally decided it was too expensive, and continued with his combover style.

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

The strange creature shedding sparks as his fur, burning, unveiled his true shimmering body. He was the main event at the circus. It was a magic trick of course, the whispers were increasing as the edge of fear disappeared. Then a huge ball dropped in front of the creature, hits the stage and suddenly everything was gone, the stage empty. A lot of nervous clapping started as the crowd left the tent.

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Wordle 716

http://www.billfrymire.com/gallery/earth-space-sunrise-sunset.jpg.html

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Here are this week’s questions:

1.   What is your favourite animated movie? Lady and the Tramp
2.   Who is your favourite cartoon character? Road Runner
3.   Who is your favourite actor and actress? Denzel Washington, Charlize Theron
4.   Do you think today’s movies give value for money? Some, however it’s been years since I’ve been in a theater.

Gratitude: At this moment I’m waiting for a visit from two granddaughters, the doctor and the soccer star. They said turn on oven to 350 so imagine we’re baking something…a nice surprise I’m very grateful for!❤️❤️

Share Your World 28th July