Welcome to the Tanka Tuesday Poetry Recap featuring the work of poets from around the globe. If you would like to participate in this challenge, you can learn the rules in the menu item called Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Guidelines.
POETRY NEWS: Poetry Contests & Journal Submissions
Currently, UHTS is accepting poetry for the Autumn Issue of the Cattails Journal. Submissions for Autumn/ October issue open 1st July (midnight) GMT and close 15th August (midnight) GMT.
Read the submission requirements: HERE. You can view the journal HERE. READ the UHTS poetry definitions that are acceptable for submission HERE.
UHTS also is sponsoring the “Fleeting Words” Tanka Competition. Submission Period and Deadline: May 1-August 15 of each year. There is a 10 poem limit on the number of submissions. If more than 10 poems are submitted, only the first 10 poems will be entered. Entries must be the original work of the author, be previously unpublished and not under consideration elsewhere for the entire time period it takes to complete the judging. Click HERE for submission requirements and read carefully to find the current competition.
We had great success using the new email submission for your poetry. (firstname.lastname@example.org). Remember, please send me your name, title of your poem, #type of poem, and the link to your blog post where the poem was published.
Please don’t just email me your link. When you do that, I have to go to your blog, copy your poem, cut and paste that with no formatting into a Word document and then, cut and paste the poem into my new post. The WordPress platform has changed. It’s becoming more and more difficult for me to copy posts from those of you who use the OLD editor. This recap takes me about 3 hours to compile into a post. I need your help in order for me to continue publishing a RECAP featuring your poem with a link back to your blog. Thanks. <3
The Poet of the Week will be published in the 2019 Poet of the Week Anthology, which everyone will be able to grab as a FREE PDF in January 2020.
Each week, I like to highlight a poet who I call the Poet of the Week, who has shared an exceptional message, or shown impassioned creativity through words or form. Poetry is all about perception, so don’t be shocked if you don’t feel the same way about a poem that I do.
As an added accolade, I will also reblog your post on my blog to give the Poet of the Week maximum exposure. <3
This week, I’ve chosen Annette Rochelle Aben, as the Poet of the Week. Her poem, an Etheree called, “Is it Really Love?” really did justice to the prompt words by invoking emotions. When you read Annette’s words, you feel her pain. That empathy connects her to her readers. Find her poem below.
This weeks honorable mention goes to Kerfe Roig and her Haiga, “Derby King.” The drawing is done by Kerfe, and in true Haiga fashion compliments the poem while the Senryu portion stands alone.
Why did I call her a poem a Senryu? If your poem has irony present (usually in the third line) it’s usually a Senryu.
“Irony is a figure of speech in which words are used in such a way that their intended meaning is different from the actual meaning of the words. It may also be a situation that ends up in quite a different way than what is generally anticipated. In simple words, it is a difference between appearance and reality.“literarydevices.net
HERE’S WHO JOINED US LAST WEEK FOR THE POETRY CHALLENGE USING SYNONYMS FOR
“Ocean,” #Haiku, by Donna Matthews
toes curling in the hot sand
wretched thoughts washed off
“The Girl,” #Haiku Stanzas ending with a #Tanka, by Violet Lentz
The girl’s a live wire
from woven hair to mani’d
tips- she’s electric.
The girl’s on fire
magazine covers smokin’
Youtube links burn bright
The girl’s hot copy
glam pix or sordid romance
media laps it up
The girl is burnin’
flaming tongues set her ablaze
‘spec’ fuels the fire
The girl’s a train wreck.
Her every move on trial.
Bruised and battered, once
shooting star- snuffed out. John Q
Public? Drunk on her demise.
“Personal Preference,” #Tanka, by Miriam Hurdle
Pleasing view to me
Unsightly scene to others
Taste buds are distinct
No worries of sweet or sour
In time, you’ll find lovers
“Golden Willow Tree,” Double #Tanka, by Marjorie (MJ) Mallon
So charming you are
Sweet golden willow bending
Longing for water
Not I, deep depths frighten me
I long to touch you… alas…
Your branches beckon nearer
No danger greater
I dangle closer
To make an uncomely splash
“Fairy Tales,” #Etheree, by Sally Cronin
grace the plot
of old fables
and of fairy tales,
gaining princes and crowns.
How unfair of the writers,
to deny those more unsightly,
all the riches within the pages
and the right to happy ever after.
“An Unlikely Pair,” #Shadorma, by Sa Huynh
Green box powers home
Next to it
Flower accompanies box
“Pretty Ugly,” #Tanka, by Ritu Bhathal
A beautiful face
Can mask a grotesque nature
Be wary of looks
You think you’re seeing one thing
Truth is something different
“loss seems forever,” #Tanka, by Ken Gierke
loss seems forever
in darkness beyond desire
new needs awaken
one heart touches another
the beauty of new love born
“The Owl,” #Crapsey #Cinquain Sequence, by Merril D. Smith
wings whisper feathered hopes,
listen. . . she hoots a warning call,
stunning, horrid nature!
Predator and prey in moonlit
“Anita’s Etheree,” #Etheree, by Anita Dawes
I like my green bowl
To me it’s beautiful
It had to have pride of place
Placing a faux candle inside
My family teased, saying “it won’t help.”
My bowl became a precious glowing shell…
“A Child’s Dream, #Senryu, by Dorinda Duclos
In the darkness of the night
Taint angelic dreams
“Deception,” Double #Tanka, by D.G. Kaye (aka Debby Gies)
Disguised as promise
A chaotic clusterfuck
Hostility reigns rampant.
Suppressing the truth
Predator assumes applause
Pandora’s present unleashed
Smorgasbord of hate revealed
“A Deceptive One,” #Senryu, by The Dark Netizen
She Is Deceptive.
Behind Her Beautiful Face,
Hides A Grisly Soul…
“Derby King,” #Haiga, by Kerfe Roig
“Skin Deep,” #Etheree, by Willow Willers
As too beguile
The eye and the heart
Of every man she meets
Truth will out there is no doubt
Her loveliness is but skin deep
The evil inside would make you weep
Her goodliness was no more than skin deep
“Is it Really Love?” #Etheree, by Annette Rochelle Aben
And the handsome guys
Were for the other girls
You know, the ATTRACTIVE ones
Not the HIDEOUSLY fat ones
These words just drove them further apart
After all, food didn’t care about looks
“Lost Gardens,” #Tanka, by Bobby Fairfield
gardens, both medicinal
and quite appealing
some though find, regular lines
can prove an unsightly bore.
“Burning in Plain Sight,” #Haiku, by Tina Stewart Brakebill
as we spin a tale
the beauty of youth turns foul
burning in plain sight
“Movement,” #Butterfly #Cinquain, by Jane Dougherty
the trees’ wind dance
swallows’ wild dart and swoop
even the lane’s pale sinuous
as it meanders in dappled
shade away from the town’s
“Inflame,” #Butterfly #Cinquain, by Linda Lee Lyberg
and ominous, a man
Having seduced a tender heart
When he breaks her lovely spirit
Hot pain inflames, and feeds
the fury in
“Cycle,” #Haiku, by H. R. R. Gorman
Foul, astringent stench
Of grass processed into dung –
Price of lovely blooms.
“Pride & Envy,” Double #Tanka, by Vashti Quiroz-Vega
As a butterfly
you wore your wings high with pride
looking down on worms
forgetting what you once were
a crawling caterpillar
No plain butterflies
just lovely flowers in flight
while the moth looks on
Counting the days to their end
Death comes in a week or two
“Fake News,” #Tanka, by Colleen Chesebro
Fair-weather thoughts drift
ebbing and flowing like dreams
blinded to the truth
sailing through a narrow mind
grim dogma – a foul weapon
For tomorrow’s challenge, I’ve got a surprise for you! Check out the new monthly schedule below: