“Seven Chakras Sing,” the Sevenfold

This week for #TankaTuesday, we were to create a new syllabic form without using any of the Japanese syllabic forms. I created the sevenfold.

The word sevenfold is seven times as much in size, strength, number, or amount. It’s seven times as much; multiplied by seven; sevenfold.

The sevenfold is a seven-line stanza, with seven syllables in each line, for a total of 49 syllables per stanza (7 x 7 = 49). You can create as many stanzas as you desire.

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"Seven Chakras Sing"

magical numbers repeat
universal patterns show
secret messages within...
the angel number seven
confirmation of wisdom 
given with love from above
while your seven chakras sing

move forward to accomplish 
this life's beloved mission
remove all self-doubts and fears
face hardships with bravery
embrace the spiritual 
strengthen your bond with kindness
fulfill your forever dreams

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40 thoughts on ““Seven Chakras Sing,” the Sevenfold”

      1. D.L. Finn, Author

        I have to get back into yoga and meditation more regularly. I took several classes of both in college and miss it 🙂

  1. Your poem is beautiful, Colleen. And thank you for sharing the meditation. It was great to take a pause and re-center! Perfect post!

      1. Oh, how fun. My husband and I took reiki classes together when we first met. I still use it 30 years later. Enjoy the suffusion of energy and lingering glow.

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  3. This is great, Colleen. For the time being, I am staying with your 99 syllable poetry form creation and writing a new poetry book comprising of 99 AFrican poems of 99 syllables each. Such fun.

  4. Loved this Sis. Although, I used to always love the number 7, plus it’s my birthday number, but as the years went by, I sadly, equate the number with death. 🙁 <3

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