From Autumn’s Weird Light

 

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 –