Colleen’s 2020 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 168 #SynonymsOnly


This week, I’m looking for Haibun (Prose & Haiku) and Tanka Prose (Prose and Tanka) to use as examples in my book. I’m also going through your blogs and leaving you messages of poetry that I’d like to share in the book. As always, you retain all rights to your work and I give you credit in the Bibliography. Email me at If I don’t answer you right away, please don’t panic. I’ll get to all the emails as I continue to compile the examples. Thanks so much for your help.

Here are your two words selected by Ruth Scribbles, from last month’s #SyllablesOnly challenge:


On the Monday before the next challenge, I will pick my favorite poem from the #SynonymsOnly challenge and share it on my blog. Whoever I pick will choose the syllables for next month’s challenge!

PLEASE support the other poets by visiting blogs and leaving comments. Peer reviews help poets perfect their writing craft. Remember… sharing is caring.

For Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge, you can write your poem in the forms defined on the Poetry Challenge Cheatsheet:

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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Every Tuesday I’ll post the challenge early enough so everyone can see it. Remember, there will be no recap. You have a full week to complete your poetry. Write your poetry for yourself and don’t forget to have fun.

The rules are simple. Write your poetry on your blog.

Do a link-back by copying the HTTPS:// address of the challenge post and pasting it in your post. Also, please copy your poem and add it to the comments. If you created a Haiga, let us know in the comments with a link to your post. Now, all of the poetry ends up on the challenge post in one place.

Follow the schedule listed below:

Don't forget

I will visit your blog, comment, and TWEET your POETRY. 

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

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

Now, have fun and write some poetry!

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About Colleen Chesebro: WordCraftPoetry

Colleen M. Chesebro is a Michigan Poet who loves crafting syllabic poetry, flash fiction, and creative fiction and nonfiction. Colleen sponsors a weekly syllabic poetry challenge, called #TankaTuesday, on where participants learn how to write traditional and current forms of syllabic poetry. A published author, Colleen is also an editor of “Word Weaving, a Word Craft Journal of Syllabic Verse, also found on Colleen’s mission is to bring the craft of writing syllabic poetry to anyone who thinks they can’t be a poet. Recently, she created the Double Ennead, a 99-syllable poetry form for the Carrot Ranch literary community at Colleen’s poetry has appeared in various anthologies and journals including “Hedgerow-a journal of small poems,” and “Poetry Treasures1 & 2” a collection of poetry from the poet/author guests of Robbie Cheadle on the “Treasuring Poetry” blog series on “Writing to be Read." Colleen published “Word Craft: Prose & Poetry, The Art of Crafting Syllabic Poetry,” which illustrates how to write various syllabic poetry forms used in her Tanka Tuesday challenges; and a collection of poetry, flash fiction, and short stories called, “Fairies, Myths & Magic: A Summer Celebration,” dedicated to the Summer Solstice. She contributed a short story called “The Changeling,” in the “Ghostly Rites Anthology 2020,” published by Plaisted Publishing House. Find Colleen at Word Craft: Prose & Poetry at
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  1. Can’t wait to get on this. I enjoy juxtaposing prose and poetry

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    Familiar old chair
    Moulded to accommodate
    I’m safe and secure

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  5. I realise I’ve only really included one of the words, the second is a bit obscure. I’ll see if I get a better poem.

  6. Scrub that. I’ve got it all wrong. Forgot to use synonyms. I’ll be back shortly…

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  9. Word Power – Tanka

    As I slip into
    The familiar excuses
    Their strength fades away
    I am encouraged to change
    To create a better life
    ©2020 Annette Rochelle Aben

  10. Ooh fun. Thanks, Colleen. Now the the drawing board, I mean writing board. 🙂

  11. Hello Colleen- Joining in!

    #Haibun: Shades of Blue

    On days like this when the wind is chill and the sun seldom peeks through the clouds, I wrap myself in a shabby cotton sweater. I am a butterfly in a blue cocoon, safe from the world and harm.

    It’s an odd looking sweater, with snaps as opposed to buttons, and has always been misshapen, a loose mess. I bought it years ago, off a Macy’s sale rack for next to nothing.

    It’s lightweight and not very warm, but for some reason its scent brings to mind that of an old friend hugging me. There are random holes in it from snagging it on a rose bush or the huge thorns on the lemon tree, yet I cannot part with it.

    When I need solace, I go in search of the sweater. Because it is so old I tend to throw it off when the temperatures rise, leaving it in a forgotten heap. And there it sits abandoned, waiting.

    soothing spring showers
    falling from colorless sky
    lavender spikes bow

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  14. Fantastic Colleen.. look forward to it…hugs ♥

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  16. Hey Colleen I wrote a haibun (prose and haiku) here’s the link

  17. This week is an inspiring one for poetry, the full moon is inspiring!

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  19. Hi Colleen.
    Thank you for the inspiration. Tried my hand at Double Etheree for the first time. Here it is:-
    Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

    • Easing out of lines

      Out of lines,
      Drawn by others,
      Drawn by ourselves, push,
      boundaries; loss, roadblocks,
      there might be initially,
      gradually one step leading,
      to another, fulfilment galore,
      at last, extending capabilities,
      realising hidden, untapped sparkle,
      springing like bubbles, fizzing out from,
      a soda can, let them not buzz,
      away, not recede away,
      Each day an avenue,
      Everything here,
      like the,

      Poetry Form :- Double Etheree.

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  22. Nonet Pandemic response

    Shabby consolation and solace
    Abound from elected leaders
    People are crumbling today
    Under the sorry words
    Top leaders failing
    Decrepit news
    No support

    Threadbare relief
    Doctors speak truthfully
    Against deceitful untruths
    Pandemics kill people and dreams
    Time for relief and reassurance

  23. Thank you Carol, here is my shot at Haibun

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  25. Happy Friday the 13th, Sis! Thanks for another fun challenge. Have a safe and happy weekend!

    • You too, my sister! ❤️❤️❤️

      • I hope things are not as crazy in your neck of the woods as they are here. The coronavirus situation has everyone in an uproar. Supermarkets are practically empty and closing early, schools and restaurants are closing, they have army reserve medics in my neighborhood’s hospital learning how to administer coronavirus tests. It feels like a dystopian nightmare.

  26. I’ve written a Found Haibun poem that was inspired by “Ode to Silence” by Edna St Vincent Millay. Her poem had themes of comfort and being worn down emotionally too, so I thought it fitted the prompt well. I was actually unsure about writing haibuns up until this point but this has actually made me really happy creating it. I must try writing a Found Prose Tanka poem next 🙂

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  28. Thanks for the great prompt Colleen and I have a Shadorma this week. Synonyms Faded and Solace

    Shadorma – Memories

    faded but still sweet
    bring solace
    as we age,
    keeping those long gone alive
    safe within our hearts.

    ©Sally Cronin 2020

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  30. Hi Colleen – I finally got one done for the week! Who knew writing 7 syllables could be so hard?

    Thanks and have a great week!

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  34. Hi Colleen! Happy Sunday–I just realized it’s the Idea of March. 🙂
    Another Crapsey Cinquain. She did continue thoughts into the next line, and also often incorporated the title into the poem, which I did, too—though the poem works without it.



    frayed and tattered,

    warmth held in the gaping

    holes, a worn memory of him,

    my dad.

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