Cloud-like, her self worth
forms, floats,drifts, fades, dissipates,
fettered to their whims,
those wretched conflicting thoughts
blustering within.
*Photo by Niklas Hamann on Unsplash
Cloud-like, her self worth
forms, floats,drifts, fades, dissipates,
fettered to their whims,
those wretched conflicting thoughts
blustering within.
*Photo by Niklas Hamann on Unsplash
My Li'l Place 
Forgive my asking. But is this is a haiku? I really like it!
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Thank you for coming by. I am also still learning. I started off trying to write a tanka, which is made of 5-7, 5-7-7 syllables. But, I didn’t like the longer ending so I chopped it shorter. So I am not sure what it is now…😅 Glad you enjoyed it though. Have a good one.
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Oh I see. You’re doing great by the way!
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You are so kind. Thank you! Have a wonderful weekend.
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Thank you! You too!
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It is nothing short of a beautiful tanka except the fact its been chopped. Wonderful free verse anyway!
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Thank you so much for stopping by and for the kind feedback. Much appreciated. 🙏 Have a wonderful weekend.
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I think we can all relate to that. Well encapsulated
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Thank you, Cathy. So glad that you think so. 🙏
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Beautiful, my friend. An apt metaphor for those feelings. ❤
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Thank you Diana. Grateful for your time and feedback, as always.😘
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Oh, a tanka. Intawesting. 🙆😉
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Hahaha….well it didn’t quite turn out as one although that was the intention. LOL….Have a wonderful weekend, Sandmoos.
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Ooh, I love this!
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Thanks so much, Amanda. 🧡
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