PAD Challenge Day 30

  Closing Time
the sun has set
all the flowers are closing
their vibrant blooms
summer is past
a new season comes


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Sorry, it has taken me so long, but here is my poem for day 30 of the PAD Challenge. The prompt was to do a poem about closing time. I just could not get myself to write anything for day 28 or 29 so on May 3rd I finally called it and ended the challenge for myself with this tanka.

What do you think of my poems for this challenge? Which one was your favorite?



PAD Challenge Day 27

timber,small grove of trees,trees in fall,leafless trees,walnut tree,

These are walnuts trees, just play along!

the forest in spring
a sapling and an oak tree
grow together
their many branches touching
supporting wild honeysuckle




So I managed to write two more poems for the PAD Challenge (click on the next arrow above to see the last one). Just so you know, I will NEVER do this again! I understand now why I haven’t made this a yearly thing. My life is slow in February so I can write every day for NaHaiWriMo. But April is my prep month for everything that happens in May, and Easter, plus 3 very important birthdays all in the same week. I will never attempt this challenge again, so please look back through the PAD Challenge posts and enjoy them. I may try to make my own Write Every Weekday Challenge in June or something. We will see how the beginning of the summer shakes out. I know there were others who said April is a bad month for them, we shall see. Comment below  and tell me if you would like to try a challenge and what month you would want to try it in.


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PAD Challenge Day 22

you expect to find
cacti in the dry desert
not on the prairie
and yet here they are growing
because you grow where you’re planted
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The prompt was to write about a plant. Haiku don’t have titles, as many of you who have read that post know, so I wrote a tanka.


Denim Day 2018

sexual violence,rape poem,rape culture,sexual abuse,denim day,

Photo from Peace Over Violence Facebook page.

he called her a whore
school official stood quiet
crime of silence
he could have stood up for her
instead he erased emails


I have already mentioned Denim Day in this past post, and I already shared a poem for Sexual Assault Awareness Month, but I wanted to share a poem on Denim Day 2018 as well. So here is a poem from a long time ago. I believe I wrote it the day the verdict was handed down. I hope you wore your jeans today.

Forgotten Tanka on Tanka Tuesday

field,farmland,farm,midwest america,autumn,fall,autumn colors, 


   Autumn Colors
the season of dying
everyone’s favorite time
they like the colors
but forget the lesson
die to be born again
  September 6, 2017


So I had saved this little poem about me wondering why people think the way that they do, and I forgot to save it to my master file of tanka and haiku. But I found it!
What do you think?


Tanka Tuesday Domesticated

rose's thorn, rose thorn 
raspberry bush
along with the red red rose
the only plants
that while domesticated
still feel the need for thorns
Have you ever realized that roses are the only “flower” that have thorns? They are probably the most popular flower in the world and they naturally have thorns. Why do we love what hurts us?

Tanka Tuesday – Social Work

  Social Work

if I am killed by

an addict or someone

unstable at least

I died while helping others

you can say “at least she tried”


What will be, will be. In case I have a hard time getting my poem for today posted, I wanted to continue with Tanka Tuesday. I did something unusual with this poem, I usually like my line breaks to be clean, but these lines wrap around to the next line. Leave me some comments, I love getting feedback and knowing how my poem affected you.


Tanka Tuesday | Aging

the best skipping stones
are at the bottom of the
pond, already thrown
the ducks will not bring them up
so I am empty handed



I wrote this on Day 20 of NaHaiWriMo. I had taken my mother to a chemo treatment and aging was on my mind. I forget what made me think of skipping rocks on a pond, maybe it was a reflecting pool that I saw. Anyway, since I have been talking about mom, and letting the experience influence my writing, I thought that I would share a picture of her doing her chair time. You can see many more pictures of my weekly life if you follow the link to my Instagram.

Tanka Tuesdays | Dressed Up

as a country girl 
there are three times in life where
you get dressed up
proms, weddings, someone’s funeral
deep in the Fall season


I don’t know how many times I’ll be able to do Tanka Tuesdays in a row, but I am going to get a couple up this month. I will continue to post something every Monday for you, and I will try to make it a haiku. And yes, I exaggerate a little in this poem, but I was speaking of formal dresses, which I have worn 5 times in my 31 years. Just for kicks, here I am dressed up on my 31st birthday. You can’t see my bottom half, but that’s alright because I was wearing jeans anyway.

Tanka Freeze


the ground freezes

but my baby never has

he grows to a boy

nothing can hold him still

propelled by winds of change



Sometimes it is crazy how fast they grow. Here is a tanka that I forgot I wrote. I go through my poetry at the beginning of the year and get it all organized and put into Word Documents and on my Evernote account so that I don’t lose any of it. Do you do that as a writer or poet?

easter celebration,at the park,annual easter egg hunt,

Tanka Tuesday| Small Things

  Small Things
rabbit hides in the
shadow of the sapling
he looks silly
then I remember I said
I’d be grateful for small things
  April 2016


So I said I’d share haiku, and this is a tanka. Oops. At least I am going to share every day this week. I managed to get my posts scheduled. I used to do Tanka Tuesdays because for a while I was churning them out. I also wrote and shared over a year’s worth of small stones poetry which is basically micropoetry. Click the bolded words to find more of my work. Remeber to hit Like when you like what you read!

heifers grazing,cattle on the hill,cows eating,angus cows,

There’s no rabbit in the picture if you’re looking! I didn’t get a picture of him, so this will have to do.

Shoe String Tanka

a quick lesson
chasing the bunny before
the school day starts
he still needs my help with them
shoe strings keep coming untied

I wrote this last year for a #WrittenRiver prompt. Today was my son’s first day in 2nd Grade. He can tie his shoes, and do lots of other things, but there is still so much for him to learn. He picked out his first-day outfit, which was all blue, and he picked out a backpack that lights up. The Pokeball is his lunch box.

light up pokemon backpack,all blue.