Colleen’s 2019 #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge Recap No. 135, #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 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 Entries must be the original work of the author, be previously unpublished and not under consideration elsewhere for the entire time period it takes to complete the judging.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. (tankatuesdaypoetry@gmail.com). 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. ❤

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. ❤

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.“

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HERE’S WHO JOINED US LAST WEEK FOR THE POETRY CHALLENGE USING SYNONYMS FOR

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“Ocean,” #Haiku, by Donna Matthews

charming melody
toes curling in the hot sand
wretched thoughts washed off

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“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.

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“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

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“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…

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Pleasing temptation

Your branches beckon nearer

No danger greater

I dangle closer

To make an uncomely splash

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“Fairy Tales,” #Etheree, by Sally Cronin

Fair
maidens
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.

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“An Unlikely Pair,” #Shadorma, by Sa Huynh

Unsightly
Green box powers home
Next to it
Lavender
Flower accompanies box
Charming passersby 

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“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

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“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

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“The Owl,” #Crapsey #Cinquain Sequence, by Merril D. Smith

She glides,

elegant, her

wings whisper feathered hopes,

listen. . . she hoots a warning call,

beware

fierce claws

grasping rabbit–

stunning, horrid nature!

Predator and prey in moonlit

death dance.

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“Anita’s Etheree,” #Etheree, by Anita Dawes

“What

Have you

Carried in,

It’s hideous.”

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…

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“A Child’s Dream, #Senryu, by Dorinda Duclos

Hideous faces

In the darkness of the night 

Taint angelic dreams

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“Deception,” Double #Tanka, by D.G. Kaye (aka Debby Gies)

Disguised as promise

A chaotic clusterfuck

Beautifully concealed

Reality distorted

Hostility reigns rampant.

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Suppressing the truth

Predator assumes applause

Undigested lies

Pandora’s present unleashed

Smorgasbord of hate revealed

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“A Deceptive One,” #Senryu, by The Dark Netizen

She Is Deceptive.
Behind Her Beautiful Face,
Hides A Grisly Soul…

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“Skin Deep,” #Etheree, by Willow Willers

Such

Beauty

So comely

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

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“Is it Really Love?” #Etheree, by Annette Rochelle Aben

Her

Mother

Always said

Fancy dresses

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

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“Lost Gardens,” #Tanka, by Bobby Fairfield

Elizabethan

gardens, both medicinal

and quite appealing

some though find, regular lines

can prove an unsightly bore.

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“Burning in Plain Sight,” #Haiku, by Tina Stewart Brakebill 

as we spin a tale   

the beauty of youth turns foul

burning in plain sight

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“Movement,” #Butterfly #Cinquain, by Jane Dougherty

Graceful

the trees’ wind dance

swallows’ wild dart and swoop

even the lane’s pale sinuous

winding

as it meanders in dappled

shade away from the town’s

unsightly squat

grey sprawl.

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“Inflame,” #Butterfly #Cinquain, by Linda Lee Lyberg

His eyes 
are beautiful 
and ominous, a man 
Having seduced a tender heart 
gets burned 
When he breaks her lovely spirit 
Hot pain inflames, and feeds 
the fury in 
her eyes.

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“Cycle,” #Haiku, by H. R. R. Gorman

Foul, astringent stench
Of grass processed into dung –
Price of lovely blooms.

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“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

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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

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“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

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