unadorned


              falsified ashes
         uncharacteristic dust 
            synthetic flashes 
       artificial wind blows rust 
   plainly felt when life goes bust

allusionearthperspectivetanka

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Constance La France

April 7, 2024 at 3:32 PM

David, congratulations on your win in my contest with this interesting poem, hugs

David Kavanagh

April 8, 2024 at 3:35 AM

Thank you Constance, at times life appears pretty bleak, fortunately not all the time, cheers David

Anne-Lise Andresen

March 28, 2024 at 2:36 PM

- Congratulations on your win in the contest, David :) - Have a lovely Easter :) - hugs

David Kavanagh

March 28, 2024 at 4:43 PM

Heya Anne-Lise, thanks so much, weather not great but will try enjoy the Easter nonetheless, hopefully it’s better in Norway, have a great weekend too, cheers David

Paula Goldsmith

March 27, 2024 at 10:08 AM

Back with Congratulations on your win. I enjoyed your creative "unadorned" Tanka write again. Enjoy your day/win..............

David Kavanagh

March 28, 2024 at 4:39 PM

Thank you again Paula, I’m delighted as always to get a mention in any contest, cheers David

Linda Alice Fowler

March 26, 2024 at 9:40 AM

An eye-opener of a dark vision David. Interesting write. Congratulations! :)

David Kavanagh

March 26, 2024 at 4:25 PM

Heya Alice, unfortunately this dark vision can manifest itself at life’s lower points, cheers David

Robert Gorelick

March 25, 2024 at 10:10 AM

You paint a rather precariously quasi-reality. Reminds me of L.A. in the '60's waking up to Strawberry Alarm Clock and going through the jasmines of my mind as the counterculture flowed and ebbed. Too much sanity is insanity--Cervantes. Enjoyed your thoughts, keep it up

David Kavanagh

March 25, 2024 at 10:37 AM

Too much sanity is enough to drive this guy insane, no doubt I would’ve been swallowed up in the counterculture scene of California’s 1960s, or possibly ending up drafted into the Nam, crazy times such as they were, this one is a quasi reality but one I find myself in sometimes, cheers David