Tanka on Tuesday 4.27.21

27 Apr 2021 Leave a comment

by Whimsy Mimsy in poetry, tanka Tags: , , , ,

seventeen starlings
perched upon a single wire
just after the dawn
only yellow beaks showing
against the mottled greyness


So talk to me, baby ...

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