Janice Canerdy Poet Tanka

Healing

"Silence is golden"
seemed an asinine adage
when my "I love you"
was met with stony silence.
A black abyss engulfed me.

I longed to emerge.
I have heard time heals all wounds.
Time, prayer, and real love--
great healers--have brought me back.
Depression, you've been vanquished.

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Samiha Zubair November 8, 2015 at 4:21 AM A splendiod write Janice Canerdy November 8, 2015 at 1:27 PM Samiha, thank you so much. Janice

Sara Kendrick November 2, 2015 at 4:19 PM I really like the ending to this one..Glad that it turned out well for you..Thanks for your visit to my page..Sara Sara Kendrick November 3, 2015 at 4:25 AM Vivid imagination(the greatest nation) or combining life's experiences plus maybe friend or families' experiences..Sara Janice Canerdy November 2, 2015 at 11:46 PM Thanks so much, Sara. Actually, it's made up. Janice

Andrea Dietrich November 2, 2015 at 3:41 PM that started out sad, but it was good to know that it turned to joy!! I sure wonder how I will do this challenge Trembles and Thrills!! Janice Canerdy November 2, 2015 at 11:52 PM Thanks for reading, Andrea. I really don't know why I chose the tanka; I've never really got a handle on the form! Janice