Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 138 #SynonymsOnly


Hi! I’m glad to see you here. Are you ready to write some syllabic poetry?

Shaking & Baking in the desert!

Here are your two words for this week:

“Clear & Nature”

Join in this week’s Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge using Synonyms Only for the words: Clear & Nature. #Haiku, #Senryu, #Haiga, #Tanka, #Haibun, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma

HERE’S THE CATCH: You can’t use the prompt words! SYNONYMS ONLY! Except for the first challenge of the month ~ then, the poets get to choose their own words. ❤

PLEASE support the other poets by visiting their blogs and leaving comments. Sharing each other’s work on social media is always nice too.

This challenge is for Haiku, Senryu, Haiga, Tanka, Haibun, Etheree, Nonet, Shadorma, and Cinquain poetry forms. Freestyle rhyming poetry is not part of this challenge. Thank you. ❤

For Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge, you can write your poem in one of the forms defined below. Click on the links to learn about each form:






CINQUAIN & the variations on Cinquain-Wikipedia 




Here are some great sites that will help you write your poetry and count syllables 

This site even has a link so you can install the extension on Google Chrome.

For Synonyms and Antonyms. When your word has too many syllables, find one that works.

Find out how many syllables each word has. I use this site to compose my poems. Click on the “Workshop” tab, then cut and paste your poetry into the box. Click the Count Syllables button on the button. This site does the hard work for you.

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I will publish the Tuesday prompt post at 12: 03 A.M. Mountain Standard Time (Phoenix, AZ).  That should give everyone time to see the prompt from around the world. The RECAP is published on Monday and will contain the poetry from the Poet of the Month and any Honorable Mentions.

You have one week to complete the Challenge with a deadline of Sunday, at 12:00 P.M. (Noon) Phoenix, AZ, U. S. A.

This will give me a chance to cut and paste the poems from the submission form emails into the Recap published on Monday.

The rules are simple

Follow the schedule listed below:

Please do a LINK-BACK to this challenge by copying the https:// address of this post into your own.

Since I’m not adding your poetry to the weekly recap any longer, you DO NOT have to send an Email. Participants and readers will find your poetry from the links in the comments section of this post.

Don't forget

As time allows, I will visit your blog, comment, and TWEET your POETRY. I have also been sharing some of your poetry on

Click here to follow me on MeWe.

If you add these hashtags to your post TITLE on your blog (depending on which poetry form you use) your poetry may be viewed more often:

#Haiku, #Senryu, #Haiga, #Tanka, #micropoetry, #poetry, #5lines, #Haibun, #Prose, #CinquainPoetry, #Etheree, #Nonet, #Shadorma

You may copy the badge I have created to go with the Weekly Poetry Challenge Post and place it in your post. It’s not mandatory:

Sign up for my weekly blog recap newsletter. As a special thanks after subscribing, you can grab your FREE copy of my Poetry Forms Cheatsheet, which is perfect for use on the weekly poetry challenge. Just fly over to my SIGN UP PAGE and enter your email. ❤

Have fun and write some poetry!


Do you believe in fairies? I bet you will after you read this magical poem by Mick, His Poetry. ❤

Mick E Talbot Poems



spent many a day in woods, reciting,
listening to nature, meditating.
passers by stop, some stop to listen,
some to ask why, without hesitation,
my reply, for the fairies,
and they laugh till they cry.
i join in their laughter, for I am happy,
to hear people laughing
in a world filled with fear.
before they walk on, I beg,
stop a while longer, listen,
look, now tell me, you agree,
not in fairies, but in nature,
its sounds, and what you see.
i bid them good day,
but before they did go,
they looked where they trod,
and spotted that tiny pink rose.
when they looked up I was gone,
for I was that fairy all along.

© Mick E Talbot 2017/66
Inspired by a comment Willowdot21 made, I thank her most sincerely.
Dedicated to Willowdot21 and Colleen Chesebro

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Writer’s Quote Wednesday – A Silver Quote

Welcome!  This is an open invitation to join in on my blogging event called, Writer’s Quote Wednesday.  This is your chance to highlight your favorite author’s quotes that give inspiration to you as a writer. Do you feel like your writing is getting stale? Are you looking for inspiration to keep writing? Then you have come to right spot!

Be ready to take part with videos and words, photos, and any other media you care to share.  I would love to hear some quotes spoken or even sung! Please make sure and give credit to the author of the quote. If it is an image quote you found on the internet, please say where you found it.

There are no rules to follow.  Either create your own sayings (because after all, we are all writer’s here) or use a quote from a famous author that you find gives you inspiration.  Just make sure that credit is given for other’s work.  You can use Fotoflexer or Picmonkey, or any other program that you wish to make your own images.

Each Wednesday, I will post the prompt and all you have to do is participate! You have from that Wednesday until the following Monday night to post your quotes. That will give me time to do a weekly wrap up and the new quote for the following week.  On Tuesday, I will post a Weekly Recap of the past week’s quotes with links back to your blogs.

I will share your images on social media for added exposure.  Copy the badge above and include it on your own post.

Tag your post on your own blog as “Writer’s Quote Wednesday,” so we can find the posts in the reader.

On your own blog post do a ping back to this post and make sure to “like” or “comment” on everyone else’s post.  A ping back is when you embed (or copy) the http:// address of my weekly prompt into your own blog post.

Make sure to check my weekly prompt to see if your entry is there.  You can copy the http:// address of your blog post and include it in the comments section of my original weekly prompt if that works better for you.

Did you ever wonder why writers enjoy writing about a certain genre? Are they just good at it and it comes naturally, or is there more to it? I know many writers get an idea and they are writing to their heart’s content. The words ebb and flow out of them like a great sea of rolling waves. They plan their writing from start to finish.

Some writers are able to cross genres and blend their stories into new genres. The writer now becomes the creator. Their power to illustrate with words is created by their own innate artistic abilities. The writer is able to influence us with their thoughts. From their minds strange and magnificent worlds are born into the minds of their readers.

I picked the genre of fantasy for my current writing project because I wanted to deal with the possibilities of life in a way that becomes magical again. Remember when you were a child and how your perspective was naïve, but at the same time you were open to everything that happened around you? That is the response I want from my readers. I want to show that it does not matter what age you are, you can still be part of the magical process of life as long as you are open to the possibilities!

I wrote my quote this week to remind everyone that “fairies leave magic for humans – to remind them of the beauty of nature.”

Venture outside and see for yourself. I know you will find magic when you least expect it. In fact, I know you will!

So, tell us! What quote inspired you this week?

Thanks for stopping by to share in the inspiration!


#BeWoW Blog share-Sharing Visual Joy


Ron, of Ronovan Writes, hosts a blog share he calls, “Be Wonderful on Wednesday,” BeWoW for short!  This week, Ron asked us to talk about what gives us inspiration.  I thought long and hard on this all day.  I feel inspired much of the day and am a relatively happy person.  I have recognized that I am an extremely visual person, so with that, I will share what inspired me on this fabulous Wednesday.  Join me on my walk to Fairy Swamp!

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Here is the road to Fairy Swamp.  Azaleas are ablaze with color!

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Close up of red azaleas in the morning sun.

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Look at the vibrant greens of the bushes along the road.

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Fairy Swamp is changing from the nakedness of a dead winter swamp into a green spring swamp.  New life is everywhere!

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Fairy Swamp is shedding the last vestiges of drabness, instead displaying her new leaves like jewelry around the trees that make up the swamp.

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New vines are growing, ready to twist around the lanky tree trunks.  The vines make it easy for the Swamp Fairies to traverse the swamp.

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Noticeable from the road is a wild rose twisting in amongst the trees.

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Here is the road back to Blackberry Ridge!

I hope you enjoyed this pleasant interlude into your day.  Nature inspires me to write.  I love the quietness of the morning and the way the sun makes everything shiny and new.

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Image credit: How Exercise Makes You Happy

I hope you enjoyed your virtual walk today.  If at all possible, try to take a walk of your own in your neighborhood.  Walking helps you become more creative too!


Thanks for popping by for a shot of positive!  Have it with your coffee and you will smile all day!

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The Swamp Fairy–The Gift of Spring

Friday, March 20, 2015 dawned wet and foggy. Moisture clung to the screens covering the patio. Thick fog distorted the shapes of the trees. Miss Hilda, Silver, and Bronze sat outside sipping hot coffee in the misty morning light. The mocking birds created a riot of noise while the chirps of crickets blended into the symphony of sounds. The dawn sunrise glowed eerily in the gloom.


It was the first day of spring! At 5:45 P.M. this afternoon, we all would live through the spring equinox, a new moon, and an eclipse, even though we could not see it here in Pensacola, Florida. The stars and planets had all aligned to share some deep secret with the world, and we could feel it in the air. A feeling of apprehension, or expectation descended upon all of us.


Silver read Miss Hilda’s and her own horoscopes aloud.

Miss Hilda’s horoscope said: Libra Friday, Mar 20, 2015

“Today your imagination is likely to be flying high, Libra, drawing on past images and events that you may have forgotten. You may wonder about the commercial potential of your thoughts. A conversation with a friend who knows this subject could prove enlightening. Write your ideas down and learn as much as you can about your various options over the next few days. You might be surprised!”

Silver’s horoscope said: Aries Friday, Mar 20, 2015

“Today you may feel a little out of sorts, Aries, but your creative energies are likely to flow freely. Inspiration could come from deep within you. You are probably more focused than usual, and therefore can spend considerable time working on a task or project without getting restless. Give free rein to your ideas. They might seem a bit dark and strange at first, but they are important.”

Bronze chuckled at our horoscopes, and said he was off to get a few things from the store. Miss Hilda and Silver continued to talk about the predictions for the day.

“Silver, do you really believe in this horoscope stuff?” asked Miss Hilda.

“Of course, I do,” replied Silver. “How could we not with the ways our lives have changed after meeting the Swamp Fairy?” she asked.

“I suppose that is true,” said Miss Hilda. “She has been in my life for so long that I do not think of her as someone new.”

“Silver, would you walk home with me? I appreciate you letting an old woman spend time with you and Bronze. Since the world did not end, I suppose I should get on home,” laughed Miss Hilda.

“Sure,” said Silver. “I am ready for a walk this morning anyway.”


Silver and Miss Hilda set off down the road towards her house close to Fairy Swamp. The fog was trying to lift, as it drifted in hazy layers above the ground. Brilliant azaleas in shades of red and fuchsia glared in contrast to the fog.

The women walked quietly, enjoying the comfort of their friendship, words not a necessary part of their communication process. As they approached Fairy Swamp, the most delectable smell of sandalwood and jasmine, orange blossoms and roses filled the air. A pale green light emanated from the center of the swamp, casting an eerie glow in the remnants of the fog.

“I have only smelled this scent, so beautiful and pure when I have been in the presence of the swamp fairies,” said Silver to Miss Hilda. “Have they started their spring celebration before we got here?”

“No, I don’t think so,” said Miss Hilda pointing into the center of the swamp. “Look,” she said, “Fairy fire, everywhere.”


“Fairy fire?” asked Silver.

“Yes, fairy fire is a plant that is said to grow where the fairies walk. Their tiny feet propagate this beautiful wild flower at the start of spring,” replied Miss Hilda. “My mother used to say that it was good luck if we saw it, like it was a blessing from the fairies.”


Growing in huge mounds all around Fairy Swamp, we saw the bright, red fairy fire plants backlighted by the morning sun. It was beautiful and peaceful here on the edge of the swamp.

Deep in the heart of the swamp, a rumbling sound could be heard. It was the chanting we had heard many times before in the presence of the swamp fairies. It rumbled inside of us and pulled us towards the center of the swamp where we found the heart stone.  (Play the video as you read…)


(Image credit: Heart Stone)

The heart stone pulsed and began to glow a deep green color in time with the chanting. Suddenly, right in front of us she stood, the Swamp Fairy. Her long blond hair fluttered in the breeze, while her glittering wings reflected the rays of the sun.


We could hear the chanting in the background, as the Swamp Fairy gazed at Miss Hilda and me looking deep into our eyes. The Swamp Fairy raised her arms and the three of us were covered in butterflies of every color and size imaginable. Just like before, Miss Hilda and I could sense them and feel them all around us.  The swamp fairies were everywhere.  We felt no fear.  We held each other’s hands and soaked in the glory of the swamp fairies. Their iridescent wings gleamed in the light from the sun, while the fog swirled all around us, holding us close.

Miss Hilda and I felt their unity, their strength in numbers.  We felt like we was part of them and our hearts began to beat in time to the steady drumming of their wings.  We stood there, silently reveling in the unity of the fairies surrounding us.  We felt like we were home.  Both of us closed our eyes and smiled, living in the exact moment together. We were one with the fairies.

As quickly as it all began, the Swamp Fairy released the butterflies, and they immediately flew off into the sky. However, they did not look like butterflies anymore. Instead, they had taken on their true appearances. They were tiny swamp fairies wearing the colors of the spring swamp, clothed in brown, and a brilliant green, the color of new leaves. Wild flowers of every color were twisted in their flowing hair. Golden flecks of light bounced around them like glittering stars in the night.


Humming birds in luminous colors of scarlet and emerald fluttered in a cloud of color. The birds descended, so that the tiny swamp fairies could climb onto their backs. In an instant, they flew into the sky, scattered to the winds. Miss Hilda and I looked around us and the crimson fairy fire plants were everywhere we looked. We had been blessed by the swamp fairies.

The Swamp Fairy placed fairy garlands of wild flowers in our hair. Fireflies danced about us like twinkling lights. Hares and foxes, armadillos and possum, all the animals of the swamp came forth and bowed their heads to us. Spider web lace was dropped on our shoulders. Droplets of dew hung like diamonds off the webs, glinting in the misty sunlight.

As quickly as it had all begun, it ended. Peace and a deep quiet descended on the swamp. The Swamp Fairy was gone.  Miss Hilda and I stood looking at each other with smiles on our faces. It was spring and the Swamp Fairy had blessed us with her magic!

In the distance, the sound of a huge piece of digging equipment could be heard scratching the earth into big piles of dirt. Construction had begun on the edge of Fairy Swamp!


Silver Threading, The Swamp Fairy Story Keeper

“Just Chilling”

Welcome to the NATURE CHILLS CHALLENGE from A Momma’s View:  She says:

“There is one thing that always helps me chill out: Nature! No matter if it is a thunderstorm, waves, the wind, a snow covered mountain or just a sunset… I am in awe!

Here are the “rules” for my challenge:

From Monday, December 22nd 2014 until Monday, January 19th 2015 (last entry @ midnight AEDT) submit your post and follow these guidelines:

1. Describe, what in nature makes you chill out the most and why, in whichever way you like (poem, picture with a little text, a post… you name it).

2. Use less than 1000 words.

3. Mention the participation on your blog and link to my blog (to the Nature Chills Challenge page).

4.Tag your post with “Nature Chills Challenge”.

5. Your post has to be new and specifically written for this challenge.

I will choose the 10 posts I liked the best, mention them in a post and then create a poll.

Then my readers will be able to vote on the 3 posts they like best and I will publish the result on Thursday, January 29th. The best 3 posts will be mentioned in a post on this blog and will be linked back to your blog again.

Really looking forward reading your thoughts and some inspiring posts! You will find a list with links to all Nature Chills Challenge posts on this page. And you will also be able to vote here.”

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What a great idea for a challenge!  I must say, we are lucky to live in our paradise here in Pensacola, Florida.  My husband and I have always been home-bodies.  I think raising 5 children has something to do with that mentality.  It will come to no surprise then to find out that the place we love to chill out the best and commune with nature is in our own backyard.  Between the trees, plants, birds, insects, and friendly animal life, there is always something to look forward to.

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We have a fabulous backyard and cozy patio with a spa.

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Our backyard is lovely in the summer.  We have a tree line that rims the back edge of our property.  There is the infamous “horse-hole,” where our neighbor horses come to beg for carrots and apples.

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The horses tend to hang near the tree line because it does offer some shade for them during the hot, humid summers.

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We barbecue on the patio almost daily in the summer.  Even in the winter you will catch my husband, the only one in the neighborhood, busy at his grill.  He is an excellent cook!

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There is always time for a glass of wine, or a cocktail or two at our house.

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The change of seasons brings many different colors to our backyard oasis.

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The Yaupon Holly grows wild and mingles in with the trees.  The birds eventually eat most of the berries and the holly becomes part of the green foliage.

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Sugar and Spice love being outside with us on our patio.  When the weather gets chilly these two spoiled little girls ask for a blanket to cuddle on.

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After they play outside for a bit and help us to barbecue this is where you will find Sugar and Spice.  I have to fight for a spot on my couch.

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Thank you for visiting our secret paradise in Pensacola, Florida.  We both find great peace and inspiration in our backyard.

Where in nature do you like to chill out at?

Thanks again for stopping by.  Come back when you can stay longer,

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Photography 101–Treasures in Nature

Photography 101 asks:

“Show us an image that represents a treasure to you.

Tip: Get close to your subject — either use the zoom function in your camera, if it has one, or physically move closer to it.”

I had an interesting walk this morning.  It was very warm, almost 70 degrees F. and the fog had lifted from the ground.  Everything was wet and dewy.  Here are some images that I consider treasures.

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This is an image of some pale green lichen growing on the tree branches that were blown off in yesterday’s storm.

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This is the tree that the lichen came from.  See the pale green lichen on the trunk of the tree?  It faces north so never gets direct sunlight from this direction.

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I love the mixed images of the dead leaves (brown) and the live leaves (green) in this close up.

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This is a close up of a fence post. I liked the green foliage in the foreground and the starkness of the winter swamp in the background.

Nature shows me many treasures.  What may seem dead and brown at first can be truly beautiful if you look at its simple beauty.

Thanks for visiting me today.  I look forward to seeing you again!

Silver Threading

Pixel Prose Challenge–Autumn’s Last Blush

Amanda, from Unique Art Chic sponsors a weekly challenge that evokes so many feelings from me each time I see her work.  Her awe-inspiring photography along with her prose never fails to amaze me!  You must see what she did this week by clicking here.

My contribution this week suggests that even here the polar vortex is spreading fingers of cold downward toward us in the Florida Panhandle.  This week found my Parlor Maple still blooming, while frost painted the roofs sparkly white.

Parlor Maple Autumn

Many thanks to Amanda for sponsoring this fabulous weekly challenge.

Thanks for visiting me on this Sunday.  I always enjoy seeing each and every one of you!

Silver Threading