Autumnal Echoes: a #TankaTuesday #TankaProse (10/23/18)

black wooden door frame

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blood moon

plague me not, you mirages

of a past long dead

I hold fast to the charm

of the present moment


The leaves remain. The barest hint of foliage slowly appears in a smattering of trees. Some blanket the yard as the days continue to shorten. But I fully expect a deluge of green leaves to fall.


All I need is the echo of Dad’s voice, unheard all these years, urging me to rake. All as the next Hunter’s Moon comes.


blue jays

piercing the earth for worms

Autumn afternoon

Why do we challenge nature

and her wilderness?



alberta amazing attraction banff

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Kiwinana’s #Weekly Tanka Prompt #Poetry Challenge – Week 119 – Nature & Wilderness


and Real Toads’ The Tuesday Platform (imagined by Sanaa Rizvi)




12 replies »

  1. A magical season – even if the colors aren’t as bright this year. I find myself reflecting often as I walk the trails and paths…


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