#TankaTuesday: White Color

a symbol of love,
an epitome of grace,
a poised purity
of a spiritual bond
inseparable, white swans.
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watch winter landscape – 
a breath of palpable peace 
clouds cede their power
wind tiptoes in harmony
Mother Nature is resting.
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paradoxical
connotations of color 
that symbolizes
spiritual awareness, 
purity, death and mourning. 
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write color poetry. I chose white color, as I have already written poems focusing on orange, green, violet, silver, golden, red, green, blue

Today, the theme of each tanka is different.

Thank you poetry lovers!

If you like poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Or hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

My Spirit Animal

This week’s challenge is to find your Spirit Animal by taking the quiz. Then, write a syllabic poem about this animal. What fun! This was such an innovative challenge! Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to take the quiz. My spirit animal resonates with me. 😊

Spirit Animal Quiz result: You‘re The Tiger

I am not a Trophy

An epitome 
of beauty and elegance
can you match the ache
of adventure in my blood?
gifted princely gait
that is envied by my peers
fascinated men 
who came in hordes to conquer
my natural habitat

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The cowards cowered
behind their whims and weapons
to rob my attire
and wear it as a trophy
or adorn their walls
with my magnificent coat
compassion of some,
alert animal lovers 
granted me the right to live.
© Balroop Singh

I chose to write a double Chōka. It is a nine-line poem with 5-7-5-7-5-7-5-7-7 syllable count.

Thank you poetry lovers!

If you like poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Or hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

#Acrostic #Poetry Challenge

This week’s challenge is to write a specific form with a twist: Write an acrostic poem with a syllable count of 8, 9, or 10 syllables per line (all the same, or a mixture of syllable counts, is fine).
Acrostic poems are poems in which a word or several words are spelled out vertically. This is usually the first letter of each line.

The word I chose is “Magical” and I’ve tried to write two poems with the same word.

MAGICAL

Mesmerizing strokes of an artist
Allure me, as they change every moment
Gorgeous glow at the western horizon
Illuminates my heart, inspires the sulking muse
Calls the birds back to their homes
Aesthetic arrangement that entrances,
lulls lingering steps of the sun
© Balroop Singh

Syllables: 9 10 10 12 7 9 8
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Myriad entreaties and prayers
Are they not enough to wake you from slumber?
God smiled despite my insolence
Instantly sprinkled some magic dust, 
Calmed my emotional outburst, 
Alleviated angst that refused to melt
Life lurched forward with a little sway
© Balroop Singh

Syllables: 8 11 8 9 8 11 9

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration.

Thank you poetry lovers!

If you like poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Or hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

#TankaTuesday #Poetry

Pixaby image

The challenge this week is synonyms only. We have to select synonyms for: WORK and PLAY.

a chore warms my heart
when I look at a new mom
yearning for more sleep
a memory that reminds –
newborns arrive with no fun.

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what a chore it was
to jump out of bed, to soothe
a crying baby
what fun to wake up new dad!
the mother in me laughs now.

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pride shines in her eyes
when her baby walks a step
all chores abandoned
to watch and clap in delight
 an awesome moment of fun. 

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mom’s job never ends
an emotional anchor,
a supreme teacher, 
unconditional lover
fun-creator bastion.

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tigress who protects,
takes pride in giving them wings,
lets them fly for fun
never forgets to spell out
chores that are imperative.

© Balroop Singh

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I seem to have a Mother’s Day hangover! 😀

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. I have written a string of tanka.

Thank you poetry lovers!

If you like poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Or hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

The Last Kiss #DoubleEnnead

Photo courtesy: Terri Webster Schrandt

The Last Kiss

The sun tarries and winks 
just for the last kiss
purple beauty bows to breathe the orange glow
love blooms with the promise
of meeting each spring

days of love get warmer,
beams of love sharper
but basking in the glory, she stands sturdy
as the petals wither.
love is just like that!

halcyon moments halt
seasons don’t matter
eons of love stories spill out of his den 
as he chases the wind
and entices the rain.
© Balroop Singh

This week’s challenge is a photo prompt. Thanks to Colleen and Terri for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. I’ve written a Double Ennead for the first time. A Double Ennead is a 99 syllable form, comprising three stanzas of syllables (6, 5, 11, 6, 5).

Thank you!