at forty below
a cauldron of swirling snow
simmers underfoot
and stars burn fiercely above
yet neither offers me warmth
–photo by me
Tag: tanka
the introvert
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
no contest
a sudden storm came
nature’s fury exploded
like an angry god
my own rage now laughable
i turned around and ran home
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