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

• Write a syllabic poem on the theme of something that brought a big change in your life, using a syllabic form from the forms list HERE. If you write a freestyle poem, you must include a syllabic form with it. 
• Post your poem on your personal site/blog.
• Give us the instructions on how to write the syllabic form you used.
• Include a link back to TankaTuesday.com in your post.

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Senryu – generally consist of 17 syllables divided over three lines in a 5-7-5 pattern, dealing with human nature, no capitals)

getting cancer twice

twenty years apart surprise

living on in health

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#Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge, Specific Theme, 10/8/2024

Moonwashed Weekly Prompt – Writer’s Choice*

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Poetics: Inspired by Album Cover Art

This week’s Story Starter teaser is:

As Paul flicked through the letters, a small, handwritten envelope caught his attention and his heart began to thump. “Oh, my god, it’s from my mother! This can’t be good. Let’s see”. Paul ripped open the envelope and recognizes his mother’s handwriting.

“To my dearest favorite son, Paul. I know you’re not ready to hear this, my dear, but facts are facts. I went to the doctor on Monday for my regular check up. You know how I’m faithful for my check ups, and I’ve had the same doctor for 25 years! When I went in on Monday, he did his regular exam and we found out that I have to have—are you sitting down, dear? A tumor removed and major spinal infusion. Now don’t get yourself all upset, it will be easily removed and then I probably, maybe, possibly, might, be paralyzed. Of course it’s a remote possibility, but I have to make plans just in case something does go wrong. Naturally, you were the first person I thought of.”

Paul read the note, put it down on the table, and then went to the cupboard and pulled out the whiskey and a very large glass.

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No offense intended to anyone.

http://mymindmappings.com/2024/10/08/fandangos-story-starter-170/

Joe thought his mind was extra wise

Overthinking not compromised

Joe thought his ideas deep

But sadly they made no leap

To practical persons enterprise.

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Laughing Along With A Limerick

Here we see a happy place

No need for life’s busy race

I think it is the colors here

Promoting happiness, no fear

Homes all bright and cheery seen

Even the resting boats between

Have you ever seen or been

To a pleasant place that makes you grin

The vibrant shades of basic hues

However could you choose

A home to love, only one

And think you’re done?

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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge:10/08/2024

The aged man cracked a smile just thinking of the crime he would arrange. His wisdom in creating it was in question, but he decided to remedy his fate of a lifelong terrible marriage and started gathering a particular bunch of herbs. The victim, his wife, was extremely susceptible to the scents of lobelia, oleander, and licorice root, and the man covered these poisonous plants with a large flower bouquet. Over the course of a few warm days, the fan she used would distribute the toxic herb odors, and her vulnerable body would succumb to their effects. He removed the bouquet of plants that led to her demise, knowing the coroner would check her condition. Then he opened windows to let in fresh air before calling 911, and hoped his battle was over.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #393

This week’s prompts are:

1. an old Patti Smith song
2. need more blue in the shadows
3. when I left El Paso

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When I left El Paso, I started to sing along

With “Wing”, an old Patti Smith song

“And if there’s one thing, could do for you, you’d be a wing in heaven blue”

The words were dreamlike, stirred up a memory

That I need more blue in the shadows of my sensory

I drove all night until I reached her in Colorado

Route I twenty five, my tired eyes dark hollow

And then I spied her, waiting-certainly in blue

We were on that wavelength

Just between us two.

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OLWG# 386- We Both Know

Scrub the crusty bones, a sense of pride

While the body did exist, now up and died

They’ll hollow out the marrow in the limbs now still

Before it vanishes into space

The body assured its will

For the soul below sent into stars above

And glitter in that place.

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Wordle 674