from autumn’s weird light
the low clouds as battered gold
as the lost leaves
each breath off the lake dimly
rustles as we grow distant
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem Tanka Splendor #7 Teika’s third Tanka Writing Technique “Elegant beauty”, another great prompt from Chèvrefeuille at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here’s The House of Love –
each breath off the lake dimly
Your description is great. Dimly breathing, and the idea of breath off a lake. Love it.
Thanks. If you spend a bit of time around a lake you do notice that it “breathes” differently at different times. Glad you enjoyed the tanka 🙂