soup of clouds spills shade on bushes, splatters rocks; legs slow to sweet luxurious saunter ~ slip into fancies
For Tanka Tuesday, Colleen encourages poets to pen shadormas using three to five of the words from the following list:
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When it comes to partnership, some humans can make their lives alone – it’s possible. But creatively, it’s more like painting: you can’t just use the same colours in every painting. It’s just not an option. You can’t take the same photograph every time and live with art forms with no differences.–Ben Harper (b. 1969)
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48 thoughts on “Soup of clouds, or: Slip into fancies”
I like this very much. I also slow down to watch clouds.
💕🙏🏻 Roberta 🙏🏻💕 ~ thanks so much!
A brief movement of day well caputured! 💖
💓🙏🏻 Jules 🙏🏻💓
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Soup is a very unexpected nature metaphor. Wonderful and fun!
💚🙏🏻 Mark🙏🏻💚 ~ thanks!
Love the word choice, flow, and use of alliteration in your poem, David. It all comes together beautifully. 💜
❤️🙏🏻 Jai 🙏🏻❤️ ~ thank you so much
The saunter and then the slip into reveries! I’ve done that walk with imagination before!! ❤
🖤🙏🏻 Muri 🙏🏻🖤 ~ me too!
Great words strung David! Why not just stay home.. 😂
💞🙏🏻 Cindy 🙏🏻💞 ~ good question 🤔
Ya work hard for da money… that’s why or maybe you loafed a little today I hope! 😂
David, lovely poem!
💓🙏🏻 Luanne 🙏🏻💓 ~ thank you so much
You are welcome!