she peers through dark leaves
at the colorful real world
and is glad for it
she is pleased to be alone
no matter what they all say
–photo by me
she peers through dark leaves
at the colorful real world
and is glad for it
she is pleased to be alone
no matter what they all say
–photo by me
Some like to stay out of the fray! Great poem!
Dwight
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Thanx, I guess “she” in this tanka is sort of like me, I don’t always want to be around people, but they’re always trying to coax me to go here or there.
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You are not alone in wanting to be alone!
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Wonderful poem! Reminds me of Emily Dickinson. 🙂
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Thank you very much!
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