Robbie’s Inspiration – Three in one poetry catch up #TankaTuesday #W3 #ReenasXplorationChallenge

I got behind this past weekend. I accompanied Michael to a 2-hour art session on Saturday morning and had a d’Verse live meeting in the afternoon (which was great fun so if you are a poet, I encourage you to join d’Verse). On Sunday, I went on a breakfast date with TC and in between, I cooked for the week and baked mom a German gingerbread cake. That is why I am late with my poetry postings. But, better late than never, so here they are.

Tanka Tuesday

We had so much rain last week, there was flooding. Fortunately, not where I live as my house is at the top of a hill, but houses at lower levels had some flooding. It’s as if we got the whole summer’s worth of rain over 7 days. I understand more rain is forecast.

My poems are a Reverse Etheree and a Etheree under one title, Relentless Rain. You can read more poems for Tanka Tuesday here: https://tankatuesday.com/2024/04/09/24-seasons-poetry-challenge-no-29-part-ii-clear-and-bright-april-4-18-seimei-%E6%B8%E6%8E24/

Relentless rain

I can almost hear the sigh of relief

Cracked earth welcomes continuous rain

It pitters, patters and puddles

Rich loamy smells fill the air

Grey clouds filled with promise

Of much more to come

Bedraggled birds

Take shelter

Under

Eves

Rain

Patters

Soft, gentle

Soaking deeply

Into crumbling earth

It’s come to late to save

This year’s crops, harvest time now

People will suffer high prices

Some will starve, incomes decimated

Government has declared a disaster

Picture caption: Road with lots of puddles from the heavy rain. We are not used to rain here.W3 Prompt #102 Matt’s prompt guidelinesWrite a nine-line poem under the title of:

“Who am I & What is My Purpose?”

You can read more poems for this prompt here: https://skepticskaddish.com/2024/04/10/w3-prompt-102-weave-written-weekly/

The Dreamer

My dreamer’s thoughts dissolve

Into my imagination

Reforming as word crystals

Which I string together

Into poetry necklaces

Their purpose – and mine

To create a design

That captures the spirit

Beautifying minds

Reena’s Xploration Challenge #325

I’ve picked up two lines from a cryptic poem to serve as a springboard in this week. The full poem can be found here.

whilst searching for my sanity,
I’ve become my own worst enemy.

Cruel Compassion, Collaboration with the Silent One by Ink Empress

You can read more poems for this prompt here: https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2024/04/04/reenas-xploration-challenge-325/

Grasping at Sanity

The world’s gone mad

A constant refrain

Morals and ethics treated

With gross distain

War and discord greet us

At every turn

Through social medias’ eyes

We watch the world burn

Is it now worse than ever?

As people continuously say

Or do we just know too much?

All available to watch and replay

Is poverty, need, and want really worse now

Than during the European famine of 1315?

Or have overpopulation and greed undermined

Each person’s ability to achieve their dream?

Is every flood, firestorm and crop failure

Truly the fault of climate change?

Or has incremental weather been known

Human plans and affairs to disarrange?

With issues beyond my control

My mind cannot continuously wrestle

To maintain sanity, I escape to the bush

Watch mama elephant her baby nestle

Picture caption: We saw this cute baby elephant during our last trip to Madikwe game reserve.