#NaPoWriMo: A Poem A Day – Day 12 and #TankaTuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 269 #Colleen’s #SpecificForm #TankaProse @ColleenChesebro

Hi everyone! Today is day twelve of the national poetry month competition, and also Colleen’s weekly Tanka Tuesday challenge. Today, I’ve combined the two challenges into one.

Here’s my offering >>>


[Instructions:] From NaPoWriMo Day Twelve … write a poem about a very small thing … whether it’s an atom, a button, a hummingbird’s egg, dollhouse furniture, or the mythical world’s smallest violin. And from Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday challenge … This week’s form: Tanka Prose. TANKA PROSE: We write Tanka prose from the first person point-of-view. The prose paragraph(s) must also seek to be, if not poetic, at least something that grabs our attention. It must compete with the verse in its style, intending to be inventive and expressive all on its own.

The tanka portion is 5-7-5-7-7, or short, long, short, long, long. To keep us all on the same syllable count, we use SodaCoffee Syllable Counter.

soil and leaves
Image courtesy of Pixabay: https://pixabay.com/photos/floor-earth-ground-dry-land-2128870/


“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust” we mourners are told. No matter our chosen method of removal, our body returns to “ash” and “dust” and joins the cycle of nature yet again. Still, I’d sooner hold your rough palm in mine than a pile of damp, comfortless dirt. The modern way is to recycle and reuse. … If only I could renew you so easily, my love.


The smallest speckle

Of grit in my grief-filled hand

From damp earth we come

To the dirt we must return

Woe’s tears scorn eternal dust



Have a wonderful day, everyone, and I’ll see you tomorrow with Day Thirteen on the NaPoWriMo 30 Day Poetry Challenge 🙂 


© Harmony Kent 2022


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ben Alexander

<blockquote>Still, I’d sooner hold your rough palm in mine than a pile of damp, comfortless dirt. </blockquote>I’m so sorry for your loss, Harmony…


sally cronin

Lovely Harmony.. I have left instructions that there is to be a big party, and my ashes are to scattered to the four winds so I can continue to create mischief… I have no wish to be beneath the earth or locked in an urn.. ♥

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Loved the analogy…
From damp earth…
To dust we must return


Mourning is a process. But death, no matter when that Angel visits…
can be devistating.
May we find peace with those still living.

Roberta Eaton Cheadle

I really enjoyed this tanka prose poem, Harmony.


So much true emotion here Harmony. Whatever happens to the body, the soul will be missed.

Harmony, this is stunning! I love your thought processes and how the tanka reflects back on the prose. <3


You are doing such a great job, one poem every day. This tanka is great!


Powerful! Your preface works so well with the poem.

Annette Rochelle Aben



So poignant. So vivid. Beautiful Harmony.
Thank you for introducing the ‘Tanka Verse’ form. I’m learning so many new things –big and small–this month:)


I wrote about tugging at my heartstrings today and your words did just that… so beautiful


Grief so palpable and such a beautiful write, Harmony. ❤️

sonia dogra

Hi Harmony. I tried doing something similar, talk about our minute existence. Turning to dust. I find yours more vivid. The prose especially. I’m yet to try the Tanka prose. You just inspired me.

john howell

Well Done, Harmony


You said this with heart. Thanks for this. Lovely.
An aside: looks like I can leave comments but only when I’m on computer, from the link I collect from Disqus. Not from the Reader. It’s sad, cause I’m on the Reader and on my phone most of the time. Anyway, Glad I could drop you a line today. Keep going. Happy writing. I bless you, Harmony.


Oh! This is so beautiful, we all know this but few could say it so well.💜💜

D.L. Finn

You really captured the nature of losing a loved one and the return to the earth, Harmony. Well said.

Diana Peach

I think you captured a sentiment that many feel, Harmony. No matter how inevitable and natural, it hurts.

Staci Troilo

That was gut-wrenching. And your last line was a powerful way to end. Nicely done.

Jan Sikes

This is so powerful, Harmony. You captured the emotion perfectly!

Yvette M Calleiro

This is beautiful, Harmony! Grief can be felt both in the prose and the poem. Well done! 🙂

Joan Hall

Nice one, Harmony!

Priscilla Bettis

I love this one, Harmony. Grief is tough.