#5lines

[misterpoet333]

scented torches burn

smokey wicks surrender ash

hot cinders seed clouds

night stars welcome the cleansing

loving heat reaches the soul

[susanburch]

4/5/25

the secrets of God

in my pocket

vanished

did you

take them

A remixed poem from:

Stoker, Bram. Dracula, Wordsworth Editions Limited, 1993. P.87, 85, 86.

[wolfnowl]

here in the forest

as the rain beats down

the wisps of mists

rise up from the canopy

to greet it

[tankasocietyofamerica]

lockdown -

my “stranger danger”

t-shirt

more accurate

than ever

Susan Burch, for twitter tankathursday prompt: lockdown

[bathask]

蝶ちぎれ むくろ氷雨に光る闇 しのゝめ燃ゆる香(か)に咽(む)せ寝覚む［山乃鯨］

[micropoems]

4.22.17

finishing chores quickly so i can take a nap

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#Micropoetry

http://micropoetry.com/4-22-17.html by @JustinLambPoet

[ronovanwrites]

Cookie Crumb Lips – A #Tanka

Cookie Crumb Lips – A #Tanka

Welcome to my contribution to my weekly #Tanka Tuesday poetry challenge. This week, I tweaked the prompt word of “help” to “balm,” and I changed “smile” to “smirk.”

Both words have many connotations. Depending on how you use your synonyms you can alter the meaning of your Tanka poetry in many ways. Don’t be afraid to experiment with synonyms. Sometimes subtle meanings pack the most punch in your…

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[wolfnowl]

Morning fog

wraps the month

in its thick blanket.

Is March coming in as a lamb,

or is a lion hiding in the mist?