Trying to blot out everything except WIP, but it’s World Poetry Day so…
March gold and green
and in the night sky
the plough
we hold the past and future
in the palm of our hands
Tanka for World Poetry Day
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Trying to blot out everything except WIP, but it’s World Poetry Day so…
March gold and green
and in the night sky
the plough
we hold the past and future
in the palm of our hands
I'll talk you talk we'll talk
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Green and gold speak of spring. Hey, they were also my high school colors!
Irish colours 🙂
Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #5: Jane Dougherty’s latest #tanka!
Thanks Frank 🙂
😇
I love those last too lines 💜💜💜
Thanks Willow 🙂
I love the last too lines.
“we hold the past and future
in the palm of our hands.”
They say so much 💜
I like to think that’s true 🙂
Fingers crossed 💜
🙂