Sunday, July 1, 2012


yes, iris can just hear,
when chickadees stop splashing,
grass breathing sweet green.
oh trees, too, give flavored sighs
everything is here, today

Tanka for Tuesday

1 comment:

  1. Lovely, Lorna. I can feel your gratitude at the beauty of's why your poetry speaks to me:)


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