Tanka and other short form poetry
If only we could permit all departures this grace and regard. Your touch grows lighter and more transparent, Paul.
and with your returnyou scatter fall leavesgratefuli fall to my knees
...and vulnerable.Nice one Paul
a tender song of fragility...!Renée
An evocative poem, Paul. A lot to thinks about...
Thank you all for your kind comments and responses to this one. it's special to me...
parting.. that hazy sun behind the barbed wireExceptionally stunning.Your poems flow as silent, weightless and free as the river's water in its way to the the reader's sea. ~Rita
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If only we could permit all departures this grace and regard.
Your touch grows lighter and more transparent, Paul.
and with your return
you scatter fall leaves
grateful
i fall to my knees
...and vulnerable.
Nice one Paul
a tender song of fragility...!
Renée
An evocative poem, Paul. A lot to thinks about...
Thank you all for your kind comments and responses to this one. it's special to me...
parting..
that hazy sun behind
the barbed wire
Exceptionally stunning.Your poems flow as silent, weightless and free as the river's water in its way to the the reader's sea.
~Rita
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