
Labour
in gainful toil,
your coffers to enrich,
that when the weekend at last comes:
leisure.
Padre
Labour
in gainful toil,
your coffers to enrich,
that when the weekend at last comes:
leisure.
Padre
vernal
the birthing season of the year
emerging emerald
sun-kissed, refreshed
anew
Padre
life brings
many chances
to develop – adapt
I will do it later, after
my nap
Padre
She
bitter,
her heart filled
with envy green.
Herself-deluded
by foul slights constructed
in the imagination.
A belittling conspiracy
perpetrated by others more skilled
to rob her of her due recognition.
Padre
Gratitude expressed
“Humble” thanks to all extend
Perhaps it’s sincere
Is it persona and act?
Or is the expression fact?
Padre
orange
purple and green
secondary colours
reflecting caterpillar’s life
renewed
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Padre
precurser pale pink
winter tortured bough adorned
seasons’ change erupts
harbinger of new promise
of the coming of the spring
Padre
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Be calm
oh little one
it is time now to rest.
Cuddle-in now, don’t be distressed.
Sleep deep.
Padre
sunrise
and light’s increase
until midday zenith
then slow decrease – fading away
at dusk
Colleen’s challenge is to write a syllabic poem using only synonyms for Dawn & Twilight.
Padre
Image by mollyroselee from Pixabay
Street car
Left abandoned
Amid the blowing sands
Time capsule of an age and place
Distant
Padre
#TANKA TUESDAY WEEKLY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 222 #EKPHRASTIC #PHOTOPROMPT