Tanka 9

faded edges brown, rose pressed by Bible pages . . . sick sweet smell death brings to token repulsed and blessed and passionately caressed. June 28, 2017

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Teddy Kimathi

Date: 7/8/2017 5:47:00 AM

Deep yet so sweetly written.... Congrats Faye, for your WIN in the contest!! :-)

Paul Callus

Date: 7/1/2017 4:09:00 PM

The middle line makes a perfect pivot, Faye. I like how you tackled the 'withered rose' theme. Congratulations on this fine win. Regards // paul

Jan Allison

Date: 7/1/2017 12:58:00 PM

Very touching poem Faye many congrats on your win:-) hugs Jan xx

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 7/1/2017 8:32:00 AM

Your center line's my favorite! So true it is. When I walked into the 911 Memorial, the sickly scent of death hit me. Congrats on your fine win, Faye!

Lu Loo

Date: 7/1/2017 7:40:00 AM

Faye there's nothing more beautiful than a pressed rose Ilin a Bible. Beautiful thank you