Yellow Brick Road: A Tanka

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my feet carry me
down moss-covered and broken
paths of yellow brick,
my feet uncomfortable
in shoes of red glass sequins

at this journey’s end,
I hope to meet a Wizard
with the power to
set my feet on the path home;
I’m lost in this grasping fog

Today’s Tanka Thursday prompt was “travel,” and I’ve been on a Wicked/Wizard of Oz kick the last couple of weeks. This was bound to happen sooner or later.

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Winter’s Arrival: A Tanka

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fashionably late,
Winter shows up with Starbucks
in hand and vengeance
on her mind, dragging her ghosts
behind her, the wailing souls

of a cold blizzard
shrieking curses to the sky;
Winter settles in,
drinks her double-shot mocha,
and prepares to fuck shit up

There’s a blizzard-a-comin’! Winter, as she usually does, came busting through the doors with an agenda: Cause as much destruction as possible. My area could receive 13 inches of snow and winds upwards of 25mph tomorrow. Whether it actually happens remains to be seen. I’m not taking any chances, though, so the appointments I had scheduled for tomorrow are now canceled. If you need me, you will find me on my couch, curled up with a blanket and reading a book.

Today is Tanka Thursday! One of my favorite days of the week because if there’s one form of poetry I like almost as much as haiku, it’s tanka.

Today’s prompt was “fog.” But due to a series of unfortunate Facebook messages, my friend led me to believe the prompt was “ghosts.” So I wrote about ghosts.

That’s what I get for not checking for myself.

I’m not mad, though. I love writing about ghosts, so I’m going with it.

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Street: A Tanka

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castles in the street
foundations of fall splendor
my children climb up,
reaching for sky, laughter bright
as the blazing orange leaves

Today’s Tanka Thursday prompt was “street.”

Around here, it’s not uncommon for people to rake their leaves into piles in the gutters. The city later comes by and sucks them up. Before they do, though, you have to get in one or two good jumps.

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