Tanka: Stirrings

Trying not to think of other things, writing poetry for Colleen Chesebro’s Tuesday Tanka challenge. I’ve used synonyms for both ‘help’ and ‘smile’.


Sun beams pale through mist,

easing winter into spring,

stirring sap and song.

Wind’s edge turns blunt, caressing,

turns aside my winter face.


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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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