fragile limbs somber wedded in dank gelid air once graced with life bared to face wintry hardness a stalwart tree stands proudly
TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 300, 11/29/22, #ShareYourDay
“It’s the fifth Tuesday of the month! #ShareYourDay is a way to get to know each other better. Take a photo and write a syllabic poem about your day. Don’t think on it too hard. Make it fun. The photo does not need to be a selfie. If you don’t have access to a camera, find an image on Pixabay.com (please add the credits) that best describes your day.” – Colleen Chesebro
Image by Henning Sørby from Pixabay
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Beautiful
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Thank you, Deb.
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It’ll be 82′ F here on Saturday … 🌞🌏
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Lucky you, Ivor! Our temps are crazy. One day it’s summer and the next day it’s winter. We have had a few nights of freezing temps and the trees are bare.🌳🌬
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Definitely not my sort weather… and our native trees don’t go bare
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Very well done
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Thank you, Sadje.
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You’re welcome
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Sad, but well done. XO
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Thank you, Ellen.
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And will be “graced with life” again…the circle of life.
Lovely, Eugenia. 💕
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Thank you, July.
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My pleasure. 🙂
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I especially like “damp gelid air”
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Thank you, Derrick.
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Mee-yow Miss Eugi wee thinkss you captured THE harshness of winter that Treess must endure…
BRRRRRRR 😉
nose kissess BellaDharma an ((hugss)) BellaSita Mum
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Thank you so much. The poor trees in our area have lost their leaves and look sad and cold and probably wishing for spring. 💖
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Same up here Miss Eugi! BellaSita wantss to wrap THE dwarf Maple Tree inn a sweater!!!! Mew mew mew…..
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This a beautiful take on the prompt. We need to be like trees, grounded in all the situations and phases of life.
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Indeed, we do. Thank you, Elizabeth.
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Some winter trees… like bears slow their sap to rest…
yet fragile limbs face nature.
Well done.
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Thank you and I enjoyed your interesting comment, Jules.
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Like sugar maples. You have to wait for the sap to run before you can harvest it. 🙂
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So stunning and evocative 💜💜💜
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Thank you, Willow. 💖
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💜💜
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Fabulous!! Those last three lines: “once graced with life bared to face wintry hardness a stalwart tree stands proudly…” So lovely! 🌲
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Thank you so much, Colleen! 💖
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You’re welcome.
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amazing 😍
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Thank you!
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Most welcome 🤗
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