I see the large trees
but the lichen calls my name
autumn woods

Color dances
its grand finale
withering vines

In stillness
is great transformation
a monarch emerges
TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 32, hosted by Selma.
Books and Poetry
I see the large trees
but the lichen calls my name
autumn woods

Color dances
its grand finale
withering vines

In stillness
is great transformation
a monarch emerges
TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 32, hosted by Selma.
Books, poetry and photography. View more posts
lovely. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you, Selma! 😊
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Wonderful haiku, Jennifer. I also enjoy your photos! 💟
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Thank you, Colleen! 😊
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You’re welcome, Jennifer.
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Gorgeous verses to go with the photos (or is it the other way around?)
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Thank you, Val! 😊
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Wonderful haiku!
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Thank you, Violet! 😊
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