Nest-ward Bound

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Sunset, Cloud, Birds, Water, Reflection Image by Adina Voicu from Pixabay 

Nightfall approaching

Bright illumination fades

Dimming all around

Nest-ward birds return to roost

And in inky blackness sleep

Padre

The Tanka form in English is a poem of five lines with a 5/7/5/7/7 syllable structure.  A true Japanese Tanka counts thirty-one sounds as the Japanese do not count syllables in  Haiku or Tanka.  These poems typically do not have a rhyme structure.

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 140 #SynonymsOnly: 

The two words for this week:

LIGHT & DARK

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REAL TIME

thereluctantpoet's avatarGo Dog Go Café

By Charles Robert Lindholm

Separated by time and space

denied the warmth of Her gentle embrace

Her words they kiss me, though I know

I will never touch Her face

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dysthymia

Cover Reveal : Faery Footprints

You still have time. Your deadline to submit is September 30. We can deal with previous published. We can deal with translations of family members. As long as you have the publication rights. Feel free to comment any questions.

Submit in doc format up five poems to faecorpspublishing@gmail.com before the deadline. Top 100 poems will be included in this volume.

*note. I thank you for your patience. I accidentally uploaded the wrong image initially. This is the correct one.

The Bluest Eye – Patricia Harris

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Patricia Harris is a dreamer, crafter, gamer and digital artist who loves creativity in life. She is a devoted mom who can be found doing a variety of art when she isn’t penning poetry and writing words. For more from Patricia, check out Facebook or her blog.

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The Awakening – Patricia Harris

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The Awakening

Patricia Harris is a dreamer, crafter, gamer and digital artist who loves creativity in life. She is a devoted mom who can be found doing a variety of art when she isn’t penning poetry and writing words. For more from Patricia, check out Facebook or her blog.

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Announcement

Our paperback edition is live! Have you ordered your copy yet? If not go here to get your copy!

Book trailer : Under the Mists

pattimouse's avatarPattimouse

I know many talented people… And the authors in Under the Mists know even more. One of the talented individuals did us a book trailer. Go check it out. It truly is amazing!

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Thank You

Andrew McDowell's avatarAndrew McDowell

To all those who’ve purchased, read, and reviewed Mystical Greenwood, I want to say thank you. Thank you for your support and encouragement. It was recently announced as a finalist in the Epic/High Fantasy Category of the 2019 American Fiction Awards, sponsored by American Book Fest.

If you haven’t yet, I hope you’ll consider reading my book and posting a review. Every review helps spread the word. I will be very grateful if you do.

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It is available in Paperback, Kindle, and Nook:

US$:Amazon | Barnes & Noble | Books a Million

UK£:Amazon.co.uk | Foyles

CA$:Amazon.ca

Be sure to add it to your Goodreads to-read list! The cover art is also available at Deviant Art. If you’re a fan, you can show it through your memorabilia!

Be sure to check out my publications in poetry and creative nonfiction as well!

Don’t forget…

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Could hav been

Carol anne's avatarTherapy Bits

i could have been beautiful
but you spattered me with blood
i might have been graceful
but you knocked me into the mud

i could have been courageous
but you crumpled me into a ball
i might have been brave
but you made me feel so small

i could have been intelegent
but you taught me not to try
i might have been brilliant
but you told me the truth is a lie

i could have been trusting
but your promises lay broken
i might have been confiding
but you taught me to leave everything unspoken

i could have been independent
but you left so many needs unfilled
i might of been self-reliant
but you made it so i couldn’t rebuild

i could have been whole
but you tore me all apart
i might have been so much more
but you destroyed my growing heart

c2006

This is a poem…

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