Written for Tanka Tuesday where Robbie
asks us to write a syllabic poem about trees.
Here’s where the prompt took me.
My Tree, My Pic
petals blush
white hearts push outward…
spring does not
seek consent
it simply opens, and the
whole world sips rosé
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Nancy’s Notes: Originally from Spain, shadorma is a short, unrhymed six-line poem (a sestet) characterized by a strict 3/5/3/3/7/5 syllable structure.
This is “Underneath The Dogwood Tree” by Train
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Ahh, how lovely! What a wonderful tree.
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A delightful little poem, Nancy – what a wonderful tree that must be!
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Gorgeous verse for an even more beautiful flowering tree!
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Thanks, Jodi. You should see the whole thing; it’s huge! The squirrels used to jump from the tree to my roof …. now they just mosey on over!
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How wind this is Nance and I love your last line 🌸
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Cheers, Ange! 🩷
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