#TANKATUESDAY Weekly #POETRYCHALLENGE #286 #ThemePrompt @ColleenChesebro

Hi everyone! πŸ™‚

Today, I’ve joined Colleen’s weekly TankaTuesday challenge, which asks for us to create a syllabic poem based on the theme of ‘The Longest Day’.

You can find Colleen’s post HERE.

Today, I’ve chosen a Cascade poem. Cascade poetry takes each line in turn from the first stanza and ends each subsequent stanza with that line.Β 

Though not limited to a syllabic count, I’ve used a 5-6 metre throughout. Where the repeated final line of a verse is 5 syllables, I’ve switched the syllables of the final two lines to fit, so we have 6-5 instead of 5-6 on each alternate verse. I also took the liberty of blanketing the whole thing by finishing with the opening line.

 

FROM DAWN TO DUSK

 

Predawn stillness waits

For the first breath of breeze

Which raises ripples

And destroys the glass lake

Of calm reflection

With motion comes a fog

Of false peace, detached

While the pain hits in waves

 

Mini contractions

So small you scarce notice

No earthquake here

Nor seismic shift to show

Where you came to rest

Hollow in place of mound

Along with death’s spectre

Predawn stillness waits

 

Fog lifts, lets in sound

Sunrise brings commotion

Solitude broken

Time to paste on your smile

Play games for a time

Fool those who just don’t care

And broken heart waits

For the first breath of breeze

 

Squeeze air into lungs

Waste breath on empty words

Appease company

That should make no demands

But does anyway

Sacrilege to change plans

Or say a single thing

Which raises ripples

 

Relationship gone

And now the baby too

Perhaps for the best

Mother Nature stepped in

Left you free to choose

The view from the hilltop

Shatters illusion

And destroys the glass lake

 

That’s kept you entrapped

Numbness begins to thaw

Allows hope’s glimmer

To follow waves to shore

Squashed self-esteem blinks

Opens its eyes, looks around

Dives deep beneath waters

Of calm reflection

 

Searches through the mud

Resurfaces with gold

Strong, independent

No need for hats or masks

Happy with the view

Continues up the hill

Armed against the fact

With motion comes a fog

 

Eyes held wide open

Ears and heart and mind too

Strides straight through midday

Unafraid and unchecked

In the prime of life

Not so easy to fool

Nor fall into the trap

Of false peace, detached

 

Slow, soft twilight falls

Hoot of owl heralds night

Valley lies quiet

And clouds embrace the hills

Liberated soul

This old dewdrop absorbed

Safe in the calm depths

While the pain hits in waves

 

Predawn stillness waits

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As well as the literal meaning of ‘dawn to dusk’, I also wanted to portray living a whole life, from the predawn of youth to the twilight of old age. In this vein, ‘midday’ represents ‘midlife’. I hope you enjoyed today’s poetry. Have a lovely day! πŸ™‚

 

Β© Harmony Kent 2022

 

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Jules

Yes, the full cycle of life. We rise and fall, to rise again.
Gain wisdom the jewels in our crowns. πŸ™‚

Balroop Singh

Beautiful and compelling imagery Harmony! I love this form.

Jude

Wonderful form and verse.

Yvette M Calleiro

Beautifully written, Harmony! I love how you took us through all stages of life. Great poem! πŸ™‚

Molly Shea

Wonderful.

sonia dogra

Everytime I visit your blog, I learn something new Harmony, especially wrt poetry. Today it’s cascade poetry. Thank you!

Margaret 21

Although this has quite a ‘dark’ feel to it. it’s lovely too, and, all human life is here!

Colleen Chesebro

Harmony, I’ve missed your Twitter company and expertise! Also, I’ve missed your poetry. This is such a poignant piece of work. What I especially like is that you created a syllabic rhythm count to fit this poem. I like how you encapsulated a lifetime into the theme. Welcome back and I hope your spirit and soul have rested and you’re on the mend. ❀️

Roberta Eaton Cheadle

This is poignantly beautiful, Harmony.

Jan Sikes

A fantastic way of depicting the cycle of time. You did a great job with the prompt. Such lovely lines!

ben Alexander

Harmony, this is breathtakingly lovely. Thank you for sharing it.

Much love,
David

john howell

amazing, Harmony. Well done.

Joan Hall

I love the nature references. Great job, Harmony!

Annette Rochelle Aben

How clever of you! Your poetry captured the theme in such a relatable manner.

Priscilla Bettis

What a cool poetic form! It looks really hard, too, but the results are great. Loved your life’s dawn-to-dusk poem, Harmony!

D.L. Finn, Author

So beautiful and it was like the words were whispered to me from the computer screen. Well told, Harmony! Xo

willowdot21

This is wonderful Harmony..we wrote on similar lines today. Your poem is so beautiful. Thank you for the prompt πŸ’œ

Reena Saxena

Incredibly deep!

Gwen Plano

As I read, I walked with you through the day and through life. This is an extraordinary poem, Harmony. You’ve captured the movement of time and the rise and fall of life itself. Beautiful, my friend. ❀️

V.M. Sang

Cleverly done, Harmony.