by Mark J.
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August 31, 2005

Not Fall Not Winter (Tanka)

October 31, 2006 09:32 AM EST
views: 15 | comments: 8

wind stripped the fall leaves

naked fingers reaching high

cold boiled gray sky

shivers running through my arms

bone chilling thoughts turn to spring

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Comments: 8

Jim Ross Oct 31, 2006, 9:47am EST
I think I'll wear another sweater today, Mark. Brr. You faced us with the gray and white bony future of winter and helped us leap ahead to the hope and rebirth of spring. Excellent, Mark.
♯ ♪ Oct 31, 2006, 10:24am EST
It seems too early, but yes, my thoughts are already to spring too.
Barbra L. Oct 31, 2006, 11:53am EST
Nice tanka, Mark.

Good imagery......nice selection of words to make us feel the 'bone chilling' feeling from your poem. Good job!
Mark J. Oct 31, 2006, 4:17pm EST
Thanks Jim, Joanne, Barbra....I didn't have my headphones on my way into work and I composed this on my walk this morning.
Julia Schrenkler Oct 31, 2006, 4:34pm EST
Nice, Mark. Do you often write in your mind while walking?
Mark J. Oct 31, 2006, 4:42pm EST
Thanks Julia, I do. I used to be a lot better at remembering that perfect sentence or turn of phrase. I usually have paper and pen with me at all times. This morning I kept repeating it so I could remember.
Julia Schrenkler Oct 31, 2006, 4:50pm EST
Smart!
Mark J. Oct 31, 2006, 5:08pm EST
Or so I've been told.

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