WELCOME TO TANKA TUESDAY!
Happy JUNE! It’s the first of the month and you know what that means! Word Crafters, choose your own syllabic poetry form, theme, words, images, etc. It’s up to you! This opportunity only happens once a month!
I really just wanted to tell a tale. So I really am not sure if this poem is even allowed. I told it all the same.
Light and dusk
Golden light fractals through the leaves.
Dark brown, of strong Oak woven in the trees.
Motes of dust dancing in and out,
squirrels collecting nuts, in a hurry here about!
As she lays there among the leaves,
not missed yet, so far no one grieves.
Dearest Teddy by her side
She only dropped him when she died.
She is tiny, she is small,
Oh! dear God she has hardly lived at all.
Like an angel lying there
with tiny insects running through her hair.
Shafts of dying daylight frame her face,
of her killer there is no trace.
Silent leaves begin to fall
slowly slowly they cover all……………
willowdot21 