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Wings of the Evening

The day is folding Like moths when they close their wings Skies have turned crimson With butterfly reflections Till fireflies gather night

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Adell Foster

Date: 10/17/2008 8:00:00 PM

Carrie you have painted a very lovely picture with your words my friend. Excellent tanka form and flow. I thank you for sharing the read. God's Love and Many Blessings, Always, Adell

Daver Austin

Date: 10/16/2008 6:02:00 AM

Yes, Carrie, this is the organization of tanka I like to use, mainly because I haven't explored any further. Your piece is so sensitive and full of color I want to read it again and again. Love, daver

George Anos

Date: 10/15/2008 11:10:00 PM

This is like faerie light basking its beauty one magical evening! It has an eldritch element in it (I'm a Drizzt Fanatic). Brgds and very comforting write here Carrie. Brgds. George

James Foulk

Date: 10/15/2008 9:22:00 PM

this poem really crabs ahold of you and leads you to a better place. it is so tender and warm, enjoyable to read. thank you for reading my a wild rose and for your comment and for your kind support of my poetry.

Deneen White

Date: 10/14/2008 5:05:00 PM

such an eloquent write, take care D-nyce

Christopher Higgins

Date: 10/14/2008 7:21:00 AM

I love this. dreamy and wonderful. Great work.