#TankaTuesday: White Color

a symbol of love,
an epitome of grace,
a poised purity
of a spiritual bond
inseparable, white swans.
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watch winter landscape – 
a breath of palpable peace 
clouds cede their power
wind tiptoes in harmony
Mother Nature is resting.
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paradoxical
connotations of color 
that symbolizes
spiritual awareness, 
purity, death and mourning. 
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write color poetry. I chose white color, as I have already written poems focusing on orange, green, violet, silver, golden, red, green, blue

Today, the theme of each tanka is different.

Thank you poetry lovers!

If you like poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Or hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

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#TankaTuesday #Poetry

Pixaby image

The challenge this week is synonyms only. We have to select synonyms for: WORK and PLAY.

a chore warms my heart
when I look at a new mom
yearning for more sleep
a memory that reminds –
newborns arrive with no fun.

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what a chore it was
to jump out of bed, to soothe
a crying baby
what fun to wake up new dad!
the mother in me laughs now.

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pride shines in her eyes
when her baby walks a step
all chores abandoned
to watch and clap in delight
 an awesome moment of fun. 

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mom’s job never ends
an emotional anchor,
a supreme teacher, 
unconditional lover
fun-creator bastion.

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tigress who protects,
takes pride in giving them wings,
lets them fly for fun
never forgets to spell out
chores that are imperative.

© Balroop Singh

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I seem to have a Mother’s Day hangover! 😀

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to write syllabic poetry. I have written a string of tanka.

Thank you poetry lovers!

If you like poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Or hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

The Expected One

The Expected One
1860
painting by Ferdinand Georg Waldmüller (Museum: Bavarian State Painting Collections) wikidata.org

Jim has been waiting
the expected one arrives
tears sheath her vision,
as the holy urn she holds
contains ashes of her mom.

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the rocky terrain,
a lonely lane of life glows 
with expectations
when her lover walks with her 
to assuage her grieving nerves.

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the urn gets heavy
woeful, she sits at the edge 
her tears trickle down,
merge in the flowing water
as she immerses ashes.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to create syllabic poetry.

Thank you.

If you like poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Or hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

#TankaTuesday – Specific form

Image from Pixaby

A lovely love cove
A covert awning for us
It’s charm enhanced by
blossoms that hang overhead
pairs of ducks swim merrily.

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Our favorite haunt
that added breeze to our love
I wait for you here
to soak in serenity 
our yearning grew with seasons.

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Moments drenched with mirth 
That could never lose luster
our dainty orchids
kiss our passion with dew of
eternal togetherness

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© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen for the inspiration to create syllabic poetry.

Thank you.

If you like poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Or hang out with  Hues Of Hope 

#TankaTuesday #Photoprompt – Heaven

Picture by photographer, Terri Webster Schrandt

Photo prompts kick my muse even when she is cross with me! Such a beautiful picture of Mother Nature calms her down perfectly to write syllabic poetry.

Want to see heaven?
where morning clouds glow soft pink.
come to our backyard
snow fairies dance here with glee
we revel with them all day.

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Cold can not touch us
that is the bliss of childhood!
giggles thaw the snow,
the thrill of togetherness
embraced by wild ecstasy.
© Balroop Singh

Thanks to Colleen and her friend Terri for the inspiration to create this double tanka.

Thank you.

For more poetry: click here to hear Magical Whispers

Or hang out with  Hues Of Hope