November winds


November gusts sigh

and moan as falling voices

crumple in defeat

ancient bellows breathe in time,

fresh sparks ignite, light the sky.

©2016 ontheland

A tanka poem in response to Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge #123: ‘breathe’ and ‘new’ (fresh)

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