adventures in dysthymia

Wednesday, June 28, 2017

crumbs tanka

my trail of bread crumbs
leading back to you has fed
the hungry nestlings

someday I might follow them
when at last they take to flight

Stephen Brooke ©2017


a poem in the tanka form—whether it could actually be considered a tanka is up to the reader (I might argue that any true tanka, haiku, etc. can only be composed in the Japanese language)

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