Eyes-scream dreams,
crystals slowly melt
rivulets,
feathered nests awake
crows call time to play.
©2016 ontheland
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In response to Colleen’s Tanka Poetry Prompt Challenge #11: eyes & shelter
Eyes-scream dreams,
crystals slowly melt
rivulets,
feathered nests awake
crows call time to play.
©2016 ontheland
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In response to Colleen’s Tanka Poetry Prompt Challenge #11: eyes & shelter
What a great visual, Janice. I can’t believe it’s almost winter. Spring sounds a long way off. ❤
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Thanks Colleen. We’ve been teetering between fall and winter weather for a while.
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Wow, I got caught up in it and loved the last line!
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Thanks Christy…crows do have a compelling call 🙂
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Such glorious delights. 🌹
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Thank you Dorna 🙂
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So full of imagery Janice. I have missed reading great poetry.
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Thank you Denis 🙂
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