still alive
in some parts of me
this autumn
of all the songs you sang
the sound of sweeping leaves
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still alive
in some parts of me
this autumn
of all the songs you sang
the sound of sweeping leaves
a painter´s attempt to conquer the great white canvas
Starting life Fresh: Living to Win
Word's rolling like tumbleweed and thunder.
Poets bleed from the heart and soul
BY GRACE THROUGH FAITH
Silliness is good.
A land of ineptitude.
Author: Words From An Unlikely Poet and the follow up, Further Thoughts.
Quill and Axe
A town everyone hates, yet no one leaves...
Weird and Random Thoughts
Falling word fragments, scribbled on scraps of paper, bits and pieces of my soul
a little lunch, a little wine, a LOT of talking!
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Lovely! Good Tanka! I’m a big fan of micropoetry.
Thanks so much for stopping by and reading 🙂 Glad to know you liked it!
My pleasure! I shall return to read more. 🙂
Most welcome! 🙂