I read Colleen’s post yesterday About her wedding day. Colleen said “I might be too late for David’s W3 prompt hosted by Ange, but I thought I would give this a try!” I loved what she wrote and I also loved Ange’s prompt. So I have given it a go too.
For this week’s W3challenge, writers are invited to capture a dramatic moment in just a handful of lines — a storm breaking, a glass shattering, a door slamming, a sudden realization, or any instant where something changes sharply or unexpectedly.
You may write in any poetic form, with the following restrictions:
Your poem must be between 5 and 8 lines long.
Every single word in the poem must be one syllable long.
You are allowed one multi-syllable word — but it must appear as the very last word of the poem.
Have fun with the tension this creates. Sometimes the smallest words carry the greatest force.
I wrote a Tanka about the moment I broke my back the first time.
Life Changing. A Tanka
I just turned my back . Card board edge as sharp as steel I hit the floor hard Pain brakes out my spine is broke Like my back my life shattered?
Having just bought a new property with a large overgrown garden out eldest son shocked me today you uttering words I never thought I would hear issuing from his lips.
” I am setting the alarm and going out to do some gardening then I am going up the dump then I’ll pop into Wickes on the way back I need some tools”
This from someone who has never thought of gardening in his life! Who has kidnapped our eldest son?
I mentioned this to my sister in law and she replied that it was like the time her daughter announced ” I have got an allotment do you know anyone getting rid of a greenhouse? “
A cinqku must always have 5 lines and a perfect seventeen-syllable count. The lines typically follow a 2,3,4,6,2 format. There is no title requirement on the second line. As for syntax and diction styles, it follows the free Tanka style originally. There are no metric requirements for a cinqku poem. Additionally, the final line must contain a cinquain or kireji turn for emphasis.
Explosion! what did he say.
No way this is not right
He cannot say that today.
If I close my eyes it’ll be all right.
Let me out I need some air
This is not happening now.
Not me, no this is not fair.
I can’t breathe,this is …. wow.
Open a window I am chocking here.
Yes a glass of water please
You spoken the words we all fear.
Please say it’s not true, this is just a tease.
Out in the street the traffic is loud.
Sweating profusely I shiver and shake.
I want to scream caught in this crowd.
Not Cancer it’s more than I can take.
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Welcome to my “Heartland Echoes,” where I aim to share my poems with the world, along with my survival story and autobiography of childhood abuse, motivational quotes, and much more. Through my words, I hope to inspire others to share their own stories and experiences. Each poem is a piece of my heart and soul, along with a story of a traumatic past, crafted with inspiration, Hope, faith, love and passion. I believe that by sharing our art and emotions, I’ll be able to connect with others on a deeper level and create a sense of community.
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