Colleen’s #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge Recap No. 107, “Haunt & Spell”, #SynonymsOnly
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 on the menu item called Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Guidelines.
PLEASE NOTE: Don’t forget to count your syllables. Use this site: howmanysyllables.com. Click on the workshop tab. Then, copy and paste your poem into the box, and click “count syllables” at the bottom.
Each week, I like to highlight a poet who I call the Poet of the Week, who has shared an exceptional message, or shown an 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. ❤
You’ve all made it so difficult for me to choose a special poem again this week. I’ve starred some poems that grabbed my attention with their message. However, that doesn’t mean that I don’t think everyone did a fabulous job. Remember, poetry is visceral to the reader. ❤
It was as if Merril channeled the ancestors and offered up a warning to humankind with her poem, written before Saturday’s tragedy.
I have no words for the pain I feel for those who have suffered so great a loss. I will let Merril’s poetry speak for itself. ❤
Image Credit: Merril Smith: Sapling from the Theresienstadt Tree, Philadelphia Holocaust Memorial Plaza
I walk through the triangular plaza, this memorial to those known and unknown; those who survived, and those who perished because of hate. It is the little tree I focus on. It’s small but carries a mighty legacy of survival. I think of the children who tended its progenitor with such dedication, knowing that they themselves would most likely perish. I consider those children then, and all the children now fleeing from horror or living in war zones. In the words of a woman who survived hate, who survived a hell, I hear an invocation. “Hate is a terrible thing,” she says. And I think we must never forget: hate only nourishes more hate, but kindness makes both people and trees grow.
Ghosts walk among us
whisper through buried ashes
brave saplings rise up
© 2018 Merril Smith
Yesterday, I walked through the Philadelphia Holocaust Memorial, which was dedicated on Monday. You can read more about it here. ~Merril Smith~
Image Credit: Mixupfixup.com
HERE’S WHO JOINED US LAST WEEK FOR OUR 107th POETRY CHALLENGE USING SYNONYMS FOR THE WORDS: “Haunt & Spell”
Plague the Earth ~ #etheree #PoetryChallenge | Night Owl Poetry – Dorinda Duclos (Wish her a Happy Birthday – it was yesterday <3)
Poetry, my friends… Wait until tomorrow when the new challenge comes out. See you there for our Halloween Extravaganza!