Autumn Sunset, Cleaning Up, My Father (3 Tanka) Poem by Ben Gieske
Autumn Sunset, Cleaning Up, My Father (3 Tanka)
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cleaning up
after the ice storm
counting
rings in the tree
my own age
my father
man of the hills
walking in deep snow
my own path
over the hills
autumn sunset
melting colors
slipping away
so softly
no holding them
published by Modern English Tanka -Winter 2008 - Vol.3, No.2
Sunday, February 22, 2009
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4/24/2024 6:22:56 PM # 1.0.0.1119
very beautiful Tankas..there is a connection of the three i love it more, more, more, Ben Hugs, Meggie