the heat of the sunfalls into the drying leavessetting them aflamewith sounds of susurrationcarried on a cloudless breeze💞Suzanne This is written as my first contribution to Val’s ‘Slide into Seasons Scavenger Hunt 2025’. 1. Write a poem inspired by leaves (dying ones or newly emerged). For bonus points use a Tanka to express your feelings about the … Continue reading Slide into Seasons… 1. Tanka→| Brazanne Muse
dates appear unmarkedon public displayempty calendars hangcandle smoke risesin private remembrance💞Suzanne This week Yvette, as host at Tanka Tuesday, invites us to explore how impactful one day can be. Life changes happen in split seconds but last a life time, autumn for me is a time for contemplation (which is a kigo) which inspired my … Continue reading Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge, No.31, Just One Day, 23rd Sept 2025→| Brazanne Muse
sound lost in a vacuumleaves my chimes tohanglifeless in a breathless calmcaught in a pause betweengusts that rage andwild winds that fuel thedanceto a timeless tune until surrealall vibrations are…| Brazanne Muse
icing on the cakespreads a smile across my facefrom another world fallen down to earthin the spirit of leaves turnedmy candle still glows 💞Suzanne With thanks to our host Sadje, who gives us 2 imag…| Brazanne Muse
the tree of life grows all aroundcradles me in its branches;supports my meditationas nature feeds my needs,I relax down into shared rootsand rise renewed with strength💞Suzanne Written in response t…| Brazanne Muse
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PASSION ON THE VINESeptemberanniversarytravellingon our ownreminiscing all the dayssince we said 'I do'gentle budsturned into full bloomon a vineof passion where growth deepens over yearsdelicately stronglife's journeyin our autumn yearsstill holds dreamsto exploreechoes of our honeymoonwalking hand in hand💞Suzanne This week Colleen, at Tanka Tuesday, invites us to use kigo words in our syllabic poems … Continue reading Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge, No.30, 24 Seasons, 16th September 2...| Brazanne Muse
I dwell in the pastwhen music from my youth playsechoes of my dreams💞Suzanne Written for Di’s Three Things Challenge where the three words she gives for inspiration today are: MUSIC, DWELL and DREAM| Brazanne Muse
eyes can only seeas clear as plain sight allowsought hearts wear glasses...?💞Suzanne Written in response to Sadje’s “What do you see #306” Sadje presents 2 images to use either or both as inspiration. Both of this week’s are below. This image is titled “ broken heart graffiti.” It shows a sad face painted in blue, … Continue reading Clarity…→| Brazanne Muse
wooden panellingstories once told by the treesburied in a book 💞Suzanne Written for Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction picture prompt| Brazanne Muse
I take walks with the lady next doorshe’s depressed and stares down at the floorall she wants is to diebut she won’t tell me whyher cries echo and reach to my core💞Suzanne I have composed this poem in response to this week’s prompt given by Jaideep and hosted by David at W3. I did not … Continue reading Disquieting Echo – Conflict in Limerick→| Brazanne Muse
orange and yellowmarigolds were prized displaysin my nan's gardenshe watered them tenderlyall summer they grewnext to grandad's woodwork shedwhere fresh sawdust blewto sprinkle her pretty bloomsas he created his artflowers and sawdustheady scents merge togetherboth cause me to sneezeeye watering memorieswhere past times and hobbies join💞Suzanne Thank you for visiting and reading my contribution. This … Continue reading Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge, No.29, Memories, 09/09/25→| Brazanne Muse
just blackness before me,my fingers reach and touchthe cool smooth glass,I tap to see,both date and time confirmed,you smiling there at memy heart skips a beatin the gentle glowyou’re always …| Brazanne Muse
a snail heads for shadeunder my sun umbrellathat’s still folded downall I hear is tinnitussense a world still sound asleep💞Suzanne Written in response to this week’s Tanka Tuesday, a fu…| Brazanne Muse
Image credits: Tanya Barrow @ Unsplash Aaron Burden @ Unsplash I want to see it allbut my wings are fragile,easily torn by choice,I wait out the rainfor signs to appearthen magically I fly …💞Suzann…| Brazanne Muse
too much cluttermakes my thoughts untidybut I can’t chuck them outI built a mind palacefor memories to livewith wings and names written on doorsbut my palace grew huge,I now walk in a mazecorridors…| Brazanne Muse
Floral fabrics floatwafting flowery scentspartnered withbirdsong and tunes of laughterSenses entrancedcaptured and summeredripened and sweetMy skin turns goldencapturing raysupon its surfacebefore …| Brazanne Muse
Photo by Life Of Pix on Pexels.com When dark demons come to playsense of self is blown awayRagged rocks rip up the mindslash sight to shredsmake hope turn blindWhen energy finally goes to sleepfeel…| Brazanne Muse
Health and happinessAre riches I crave to saveWaiting holds no interestOr guaranteesI spend and lavish them freely; Daily, when they’re thereSometimes,on a balance check,I wish the decimal pointwou…| Brazanne Muse
My pulse poundsat mere thoughtsof painless white coatsI drain into a ghostwhen my blood needs drawnViolently sick – sharp scratch nowDentists are goodwhile my teeth stay put I beg the proverb…| Brazanne Muse
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acorns peepthrough the canopyof oak leavesto the fallsitting in their little cupthey wait the ripe time💞Suzanne This week at Tanka Tuesday, Robbie challenges us to write a syllabic poetry form usin…| Brazanne Muse
Summer draws inSummer is fadingFading my memoriesFading in timeTime to wear jumpersTime to close doorsDoors to the gardenDoors to the noiseNoise of the echoesNoise on the breezeBreeze blowing petal…| Brazanne Muse
life can be hard to swallowwhen down and blue,maybe it’s a psychosomatic lumpthat appears in my throatsilences my voice,prevents nourishmentto pass my soft palate,so sensitivethis swollen uvu…| Brazanne Muse
phases of growth spurtbranches stretch from strength withina protective barkgives warning of intrudersI sleep in my dog’s silence💞SuzanneThank you for visiting a reading my contribution to th…| Brazanne Muse
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I check my reflectionfor signs of where I have beenit seems that overnight I sleptin a world of dreamsthat took me away fromnightmares I return – alteredto face another dayminute changes almo…| Brazanne Muse
Photo by Miriam Alonso on Pexels.com designed to bendin various ways –not overstretch too soonbeyond my degreeof knowledgeextending … gentlyis my waylengtheningstrengthening….not bow downor over ex…| Brazanne Muse
Photo by neil kelly on Pexels.com A Londoner bornIn the sound of Bow BellsOnce spoke a languageNo one now tellsA whole street would butchers(Which means – take a look)If one lucky neighbourOb…| Brazanne Muse
Once borngrief doesn’t sleepIt has no sense of timeIt rises silent and loudjumps on my heartA thudding alarmthat sends my fight or flight to battleGrieflove’s shadowElongates and shrink…| Brazanne Muse
Earth’s Heart Beatshidden depthsripple the surfacemovement stilledunhurriedcovered by distant oceansof faraway landlaid out flatit weaves a magicattractiondrawing linesthat run parallel with …| Brazanne Muse
drink in colour..honeysuckle trumpetsloudly weave orange scentsas fuchsia ballerinas dance sweetlyin tune with lavender and greensthat whisper hints of mintin soothing blendsof tea💞Suzanne I have c…| Brazanne Muse
My husband says I am a nightmare, actually, a ”complex nightmare”, said with love and understanding of course! In truth the phrase probably does sum me up which is why I will use it. Explanation:…| Brazanne Muse
I must have arson in my blood,but see no evidence upon my hands,that set a match to my lifeand left me screaming in my head.I tentatively touch raw wounds -how long my crumbling last.Lonely am I le…| Brazanne Muse
Oh yesterday, you left so soonYou come and go with midnight moonThen leave me pining after youThe loss of you can make me blueOh yesterday not meant to lastBut be there always in my pastTo hold wit…| Brazanne Muse
snowfallgently flurriesto stillness in harsh chill soft layers form a crisp blanketof coldOwl fliesfloating silenton soft well preened featherswatching for hidden signs of lifebelowsoloRobin Redbre…| Brazanne Muse
if life feels out of proportionstep back for a change in perspectivethe light may not be lostjust out of sightmaybe it’s a signtime for a change in direction 💞Suzanne Written in response to Sadje&#…| Brazanne Muse
airthickenedlays heavydenies me sleepas I lay breathlessgasping to find reliefto shake off the oppressionthat coats and covers me like tarfans just circulate old and stagnantit’s time for a change …| Brazanne Muse
the quickest seed to root is that of doubtthose inklings planted hard to not let growbut love seeds lay in warmth before they sproutthe time from bud to bloom so wisely slowunfurling gently grants …| Brazanne Muse
aqua aerobicsno bare bathing permittedclass members only💞Suzanne Wrttten in response to Melissa’s Fandango Flash Fiction. Thanks for making me smile this morning Melissa … 😊| Brazanne Muse
prized and fragrantrose blooms stand proudin manufactured rowspreened and wateredto mirrored perfection,in starring rolesenvy of the showthe bee lands carefullywatch out for thorns that scratch…low…| Brazanne Muse
summer fruits drizzlethrough sponge whipped with citrus zestdusted with sugar flavours linger on my tongueuntil the last berries fall💞Suzanne Written for this weeks Tanka Tuesday where our host Col…| Brazanne Muse
his tired mind wandersas words get lost mid sentenceI share in his searchglasses forgottenhe squints to read the menuthat’s now out of datewe share aches and painsover breakfast coffee timethe worl…| Brazanne Muse
My nan and I, aged 93, and after a fall, succumbed to Dementia 💓 your sweet scent lingerstrapped in pores of translucent skin,the colour of your eyes,blue like the sea,start to wash over me…i…| Brazanne Muse
My response poem to this weeks prompt given by our Poet of the Week Kim, for W3 hosted by David. This is a mish-mash of versions, with a little tweak, given to me by the N+7 Machine of my original …| Brazanne Muse
Hidden dark side… my eyes glaze overdark they give nothing awayexcept reflectiona distorted self imagehard to fully recognise”Everyone is a moon, and has a dark side which he never show…| Brazanne Muse
summerlong daylight hoursflood sun’s rays upon mereaching full stretch soon to withdrawonce moreshort nightsjust long enoughto rest tired weary headswill lengthen out and shorter daysbegin todayblo…| Brazanne Muse
many moons agowe made a foggy trip across the seawhere somewhere on the waveswe lost our rolling r’sand softened vowels,no definite start,no clear endingsmy daddy’s shoesso clean and shiny blacklai…| Brazanne Muse
spring coloursdisappeared from my gardenexchanged with leafy greenslifted by summer shadesvibrant deep huescame last weeksummer sunnow tucked under thick blanketsof dreary grey cloudswhile winds wh…| Brazanne Muse
Because gossamer threads pull, I can’t break free from ideas that catch and dangleBecause treacle is sticky sweet, it attracts my sweet tooth, but can sickly lingerBecause I know the weight of a to…| Brazanne Muse
Stay in Joyjoyof timeto capturerelaxing scenesresting race-horsesenjoy cutting grassesat leisure in the sunshinesharing days in holiday fieldswhere every evening gifts a sunsetsighs heard on the br…| Brazanne Muse
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CROCUSCovered in darknessRivulets run well laid rootsObservant of timeColour climbs to the surfaceUnited in first spring signsSprouting promise from the ground💞Suzanne Written in response to this w…| Brazanne Muse
At home with naturemy thoughtsrock back and forthlike a pendulum clockcradled in my garden egg swingI swayshadowswaltz around meclockwise from dawn till duskthey dance across my garden lawnwith tim…| Brazanne Muse
a spring frog visitseyes deep pools of reflectioncrafting magic spellsfrom rain-soaked earthy coloursprincely thoughts quickly dazzle💞Suzanne Last week Colleen asked us to write a syllabic form of …| Brazanne Muse
it’s an invisible sense -awareness – it flags human sinsthat fill me with uneaseI want the nooseto trap,the thoughts that trip me up, when sometimes life flowswith hidden flaws,over which I g…| Brazanne Muse
late spring buttercups a gold spread laid before me served with fresh hot toastshort tongued bees visitsup the pollen from withinlate spring buttercupssoon to be mowed with the grasslittle suns lef…| Brazanne Muse
you still guide me – gently your whispers play on the soft breeze with my hair touching a chord of farewell a lone- ly sound that lingers long after my tears ran dry 💞Suzanne I am honoured to…| Brazanne Muse
on a wheel I’m twilight blue;slightly darker than my eyes,until they flicker and show -my wild half – untamed spirit,I can meld in the background,or release a fiery bow…💞Suzanne A…| Brazanne Muse