Harry Horsman Poet Tanka

Changing Face Winter

Autumn’s nakedness
becomes robed in virgin snow
footprints prove there’s life,
yet the secrets of springtime
in hibernation till birth.

Brian Strand Formal poetry contest
12/3/2022

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Christuraj Alex March 13, 2022 at 5:14 AM Springtime in hibernation - beautiful thought. Short and sweet poem. Congratulations!

Charmaine Chircop November 12, 2013 at 7:57 AM This is very beautiful Harry..Ow i found your 'Spring'..It would come with all.its colours birthing new petals from the same soil : ).You are like that soil..like those leaves..and those petals blooming in verse.

Audrey Haick November 3, 2013 at 8:15 PM Our lives and nature are intertwined in so many ways...surprises and secrets always evolving! Amazing Tanka, dear Harry! Always, Annalise

Bl Devnath November 3, 2013 at 10:19 AM Excellent ways of depicting the changes of winter's face, as the mother earth waits till its babies are born. One of my favorite poem indeed. Lovely done. Loved always, bl

Mandy Tams The Golden Girl November 3, 2013 at 9:11 AM oh love this one even more xx Mandy Tams The Golden Girl November 3, 2013 at 9:19 AM I can see the footprints down to a precious place

Andrea Dietrich November 2, 2013 at 8:13 PM I like this one even better, harry. Love the first lines especially. Now to the third.

Sandra Adams November 2, 2013 at 7:28 PM I often think of trees as being naked in winter...love the visual you give here... another lovely tanka :)