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My Muse

On gossamer wings
she glides through neon moonbeams
singing while I weep.

Lovely muse - I should chase you ...
but cold Earth claims me again.


21 January 2024

longinglovemusetanka

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Susan Ashley

January 22, 2024 at 5:30 PM

Dear J. I., your Tanka is absolutely gorgeous. I feel the same way when my muse slips away from me too. Exquisite poetry! Congratulations for your excellent win in Brian's contest. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan

J. I. Thomas F.

January 28, 2024 at 6:56 PM

Thanks for reading!