Notes About The Poem
For: Woven Worlds - TANKA PROSE Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Suzette Richards
Woven Worlds
My world is getting smaller, like a net encircling its prey, drawing in closer and closer until there is no escape, and I am so worn-out from the struggle I barely try. Dusk is here. Soon, with whispers from unseen realms, the darkness will arrive and suffocate the lyrical lullaby of my actuality ...
whispers speak in tongues
only darkness understands
I am captured now
between the light of a song
and the shadow of a word
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