My Window Speaks

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smudges of neglect
obscure the blue heaven sky
the lawn rolls out to the road
my land, my home, calls out for
more care than I can give her

#TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 28, Tanka: Looking Through Windows, 09/02/25
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I’m a paralegal, a widow, mother and grandmother.

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  9. The feeling you express in your tanka is one I have often felt. Thank you.

    I have a big yard with lots of trees, shrubs, and perennials, and I spend a lot of time trying to keep it up. Here’s a tanka I wrote on the subject of yard maintenance last December:

    there’s a lot of brown

    now that winter’s almost here

    I’ll miss all the green

    though a rest from the struggle

    the onslaught of growing things

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  10. Thank you, Lisa. I am constantly trying to keep up the trees, shrubs, and perennials in my large yard, so I can relate to the feeling you expressed in your tanka. Here’s one I wrote on the subject of yard maintenance last December:

    there’s a lot of brown

    now that winter’s almost here

    I’ll miss all the green

    though a rest from the struggle

    the onslaught of growing things

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply

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