breathing plum blossoms she sleeps in womb of rich earth hair grown tangled roots limbs cocooned about golden leaves tell spring has come once again to fallow fields of love
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Posted: Mar 2014
About this poem:
I was going to write a Tanka but couldn't squish all I wanted to say into it
Comments (5)
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Wonderful write, as always, my deep, deep friend
Enjoyed this much!
Robert
You make appearances infrequently, but when you appear,
you certainly make you presence known!!!
Well Tanka god this one came to mind lol...I just love your work and style.
Wonderfully fresh...Stunning
Thank you for sharing
Martina xxx
Mick.