#TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 323, 6/6/2023

Instructions:
  • From the chart: choose a color and use the color in your syllabic poem.Also: Choose ONE word from the descriptions under the color you chose, and add it to your syllabic poem.Remember, if you write a freestyle poem, please include a syllabic form along with it.
  • Mangos – Tanka Poetry

    Red-ripe mangos hang
    In a tree full of treasure
    Hoping they will fall
    Strength of the tree gives me life
    A reminder to grow free

    ©2023 CBialczak

    I wrote this because there are three trees, in different yards, that I walk by in the mornings. The trees are so full of ripe mangos and I yearn to jump up and grab them or bring back a broom and whack them out of the trees. I don’t know the owners so I won’t be doing either but there is so much there it pains me to watch them go to waste. A few months ago, in a different yard, there was a tree full of grapefruit. I wish I could pick any of them. If my fruit trees start to grow so much fruit I will put it out by my mailbox to share with others for free.

    24 comments

    1. I appreciate your poem even more after reading the backstory. I understand your yearning. Maybe one of the trees will gift you one of these days. Also like you gathering strength from the strength of the tree.

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    2. Those mangoes sound wonderful! I love frozen mango. It’s better than ice cream! When I lived in Arizona, I was shocked at how people had planted fruit trees and left the fruit to rot on the trees!! Unbelievable. Your poem is a great reminder to treasure the gifts of nature. ♥️

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