Tag: Tanka

Miss Dainty

One hop, two hops, twirl A dainty form on life's stage. Cheers, boos, laughs or cries, Dainty moves with no remorse. Will she spend time on time past? Most certainly not! ❤Aweni Adams

A poet’s promise

    Should this pen fail me, Should this papyrus crumble, I shall tarry not. My blue blood will on stone write. I'll sacrifice to earn light. ©Aweni Image credit: Google This Tanka poem is in response to Colleen’s weekly Tanka Tuesday poetry challenge. The prompts for this week’s challenge are synonyms of GIVE and RECEIVE. … Continue reading A poet’s promise

Spelled

  For a nymph, I fell. Enamoured with her I am. With glee, I am spelled.        Chains cast in steel lift my heart.  Happy as a lark, I am. ©Aweni Image credit: elicesp This post is in response to Colleen's weekly Tanka Tuesday poetry challenge. The prompts for this week's challenge are … Continue reading Spelled