Walking in the dark


walking by the dark hedge

guided by the scents of meadow grasses

baked by the sun

cooled by the stars

stronger than dog rose

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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.

15 thoughts on “Walking in the dark”

      1. My understanding is that there is no strict line length or total syllable count (as opposed to tanka). This one had a great rhythm and sense of space. I really liked it.

      2. Thank you! I’m pleased you did. Sometimes an idea runs, which is what I don’t like about the fixed syllable poems. If the idea has too many syllables, you have to change the idea.

    1. One of the great pleasures of living off a lane that only gets five or six cars (or tractors) pass by each day is being able to walk along it in the dark and to meet nothing. Just the smells and the quiet natural sounds.

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