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Forgotten - Tanka 2

tall evergreens bow                     
to escape a thunderstorm                 
forgetting blue skies,
the sun's return is promised
but your cold lips, I ignore.

angstbreak upstormsuntanka

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Sandra Haight

March 24, 2015 at 4:36 PM

Hi Rhonda, congratulations on your fine win with this Tanka so full of imagery, and of course, the unexpected turn at the end. Hugs, Sandra

Paul Callus

March 24, 2015 at 10:25 AM

Hi Rhonda! Very lovely Tanka, all the way through, especially the final line! #7 Congrats on a deserved win. // hugs paul

Poet Destroyer A

March 22, 2015 at 1:56 PM

RHONDA, Congratulations on your awesome TANKA 2 win Always & Forever <3 Luv ~LINDA~

Edward Ebbs

March 22, 2015 at 12:35 PM

LOL, nice storm, congrats on your win :)

Andrea Dietrich

March 21, 2015 at 9:27 PM

Rhonda, this is very nice. I love your images and how you kept to modern tanka format. Congrats in my contest.

Poet Destroyer A

March 19, 2015 at 11:35 AM

Rhonda:) Thank you so much for the reply. That was nice of you to comment my comment. ((regarding the bottom reply)) Always ~LINDA~

Maurice Yvonne

March 18, 2015 at 2:45 PM

Whoa! You got me good with this Tanka, I did not see that last line coming. Just excellent Rhonda, love you, Armand!

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

March 18, 2015 at 4:02 PM

Thanks and happy you're back...sending love back to you xxx:))

Poet Destroyer A

March 18, 2015 at 1:06 AM

enjoyed this tanka, good luck in the contest Rhonda, :)

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

March 18, 2015 at 4:01 PM

Thanks, PD...xxx :)

Constance La France

March 17, 2015 at 4:35 PM

Rhonda, I love this tanka, just a wonderful entry for the contest, best of luck and thank you for your kind words on my poem, o the pain, yes my cat was old and sick, and in the end suffering, so I had to do the right thing, although it broke my heart . . .

Rhonda Johnson-Saunders

March 18, 2015 at 3:44 PM

Thanks for stopping by...again, I'm sorry. I've been there a few times before. It's a heartbreaking decision even when necessary...xxx