tanka, other poetry, & insignificant writings of janet lynn davis
Friday, December 27, 2013
No pear tree
A repeat from last winter: no pear tree no partridge either . . . I wake up to a chill on my face a million crows-a-cawing Who knows, maybe you'll see this a third time too. ;)
Thanks, Wendy...Wrote this a couple of years ago, possibly in late Dec. (can't remember for sure). A cold morning and, yes, many, many crows to wake me up.
Light-hearted and whimsical nod to the after Christmas back-to-reality.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Wendy...Wrote this a couple of years ago, possibly in late Dec. (can't remember for sure). A cold morning and, yes, many, many crows to wake me up.
ReplyDeleteWell, I still like it! Glad you posted it again.
ReplyDeletethanks, Jenny. :)
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