tanka, other poetry, & insignificant writings of janet lynn davis
Oh this is a lovely metaphor, Janet . . . so many layers – my mind is going in all kinds of directions.
I love this one!
Good, Wendy and Jenny - glad it's working for you!
the unhappiness, without even knowing why, really speaks to me - so well captured!
thanks for telling me that, susan!
I feel it too...but I seem to be a bit harder than mulch to turn over...ha! Wonderfully done!
I appreciate the comments, Jennifer. :) I believe the mulch is just one of my outer layers, then there are many more inside to unearth.