#TANKA TUESDAY WEEKLY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 209, LAST CHALLENGE OF 2020

Songbird cuts the calm with a serenade
I press the palms of my hands together
Hope flows from my soul searching for answer
Dazzled with unknown and what it conveyed

I bow my head, reach up my hand as I prayed
Sweet butterflies hover by the altar
Songbird cuts the calm with a serenade
I press the palms of my hands together

The farmer and his tomatoes as he sprayed
Munching them after he sprayed the acre
I saw a fox following him with his fur
Like a jackal at the moon as it bayed
Songbird cuts the calm with a serenade*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

Rondel – a French form consisting of 13 lines: two quatrains and a quintet, rhyming as follows: ABba abAB abbaA. The capital letters are the refrains, or repeats.

what an amazing life – full of colours
in an acre of land, green, yellow, red
paint spread like a peaceful bank ambler
and everywhere and anywhere to head

vibrant colours of butterfly
we can classify each a piece
the flowers that are blossoming
the joy they bring for us

vegetables in market stalls
first view enthral us, that’s no fuss
an actress who’s like a showpiece
go in peace, it’s a plus

our life is brilliant, together we live
enjoy festive times when it’s possible
to be able to be kind and forgive
of course, to give one another sizzle

range of talent, ambler, reader, actor
to add author, nurse and someone that led
and to bake bread as well as a biker
wave a banner for concord to spread

the rainbow of love
a wonderful sensation
love is all around
we just have to look for it
we can spread it like the wind

exquisite colours
rainbow in a butterfly
spins with the wind
fluttering, flickering, too
showing its lovely colours

polychromatic
pureness of the heart and soul
wholesomeness and awe
love is in kind deeds, warm heart
it is also in sharing

rain gives us blessing
multi-coloured rainbow’s out
promising some hope
gold at the end of rainbow
don’t lose hope, we’re nearly there

When cold winter decides to leave
And spring comes forth and keeps us warm
And new leaves and blooms start to pop

It is as long as we believe
From white to green being transformed
We have to plant and harvest crop

New thread to spin, new cloth to weave
Great ability to perform
We’ll carry on, let’s not stop

Situation that’s quick to perceive
That is hopefully no more storm
All the greeneries as backdrop

And all the leaves in all places
From trees, shrubberies and bushes

For: #TANKA TUESDAY Weekly #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 209, Last challenge of 2020 | Word Craft ~ Prose & Poetry (wordcraftpoetry.com), Nurt Thurs – New Year Diet | “On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea” (wordpress.com)

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