Chilled Leaves
My bones are exposed
As winds undress the texture
Clinging to wool skin
I find no haven at morn,
When fall buries my ribs deep
Take Two
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Contest Tanka Me submitted
3Nov2013
The poem is about Autumn
and I spoke of leaves.
Banjo Casto
Copyright © Banjo Casto | Year Posted 2013
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