free verse – Emotional Shadows

ELDER – THE SEEKER
November 25 – December 23

Elder types tend to be freedom-loving and sometimes appear to be a bit wild compared to the other Celtic tree astrology signs. In younger years, you may have lived life in the fast lane and as a “thrill seeker”. You are often misjudged as an outsider as you have a tendency to be withdrawn despite your extroverted nature. You tend to be very considerate of others and genuinely strive to be helpful. These acts of assistance are sometimes thwarted by your brutal honesty. Elder signs fit well with Alder and Holly signs.

Celtic Tree Astrology

Celtic tree astrology – a fascinating world of wonder,
Of inexplicable celestial powers,
Expansive than our understanding
Extends an illusionary control –
Thrives on mere predictions
But life itself is unpredictable.
Though clouds of skepticism hover
Yet human interpretations abound.
I am “The Elder”
Amazingly, many of my traits match!
© Balroop Singh

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She prefers Freedom,
loves to fly with the fairies
always the seeker,
a perpetual giver
but misjudged for speaking truth
© Balroop Singh

🌳 This week’s challenge is to find out what type of tree you are based on Celtic Tree Astrology! Find your tree sign HERE. 🌳

🌳 Then write a syllabic poem that incorporates your tree into the syllabic poem. Please copy your tree information on your post, so we can see which tree you are. 💚

🌳 Remember, if you write a freestyle poem, please add a syllabic poem to go with it.

Thank you Colleen, for another innovative challenge. I enjoyed the fun!

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This week Colleen ‘s #TankaTuesday challenge explores Ekphrastic poetry, inspired by the work of art. We have the freedom to write free verse but then write one syllabic poem too.

The Lady of the Snows

Each morning
when eastern rim glows pink,
the lady of snow spreads her mittened hands,
cedes her power and walks across the river, flowing leisurely.

She tarries just a second
to shake off the snowflakes from her attire,
to gather the beams of morning sun,
to savor the silence of winter morn,
to borrow beauty from mother nature.

Alone she walks with élan
across the bridge, beyond the era
Lilting with life.
Taciturn by nature,
with tranquil transition in her eyes,
she breathes a message of giving,
giving all that you gather.

© Balroop Singh

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paragon of poise
image of Mother Nature
breathing buoyancy

Thank you.

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