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So much bounty that we always took for granted. Always wanting more, never enjoying what we had. Until we realized–too late–that time was the one scarcity that mattered.
Now, our hall remains empty. Others take possession of what was ours. All that remains of us is the echo of our coveting. The “hungry ghosts,” little more than a troubled memory, that want for the only treasure we can never have.
shortening days
fallen leaves rustled
by a breeze
how empty these vain lives were
how restless these spirits are
for Colleen’s WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 106, “GHOST & HOLLOW,” #SYNONYMSONLY
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Frank J. Tassone 
So much truth there…we do take the abundance of goodness for granted.
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Indeed. Thank you!
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I like this , Frank! There’s a ghostly quality about those ‘rusting leaves’….much like ‘restless spirits’.
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Thanks, Vivian! 😀
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This was fabulous, Frank. In Buddhism, we have hungry ghosts. This article really explains them well: https://www.thoughtco.com/hungry-ghosts-449825. I would have to say that your Haibun Tanka nailed this concept well. Great job! ❤
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I was going for the Buddhist hungry ghosts concept in that simile. I’m glad you think that I nailed it! Thanks, Colleen! 🙂
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Excellent work, Frank!
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🙂
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Thanks, Colleen! 😀
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I love this, Frank! My favorite line, ‘All that remains of us is the echo of our coveting’. Wow! Great Haibun. 😀
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Thank you, Vashti! 😀
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You’re welcome. I forgot to tell you that the image is great too. Enjoy your week!
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