tanka, other poetry, & insignificant writings of janet lynn davis
This tanka did get me pondering. Nature does get up to some mysterious modifications, when you think about it.
thanks for stopping by to read and comment again and again!
Your tankas are wonderful and I always enjoy learning about various poetry forms; though I suspect I am a little too verbose to hit the nail on the head quite as succinctly as you do, Janet. Though, I admire your talent in doing so - and with such artistry and finesse.
thanks again, wendy. I'd actually been feeling a little down in the dumps about my writing and some other things, so your post was well timed! I do hope you'll try tanka, though. I have a feeling you'll be good at it.
I love this one, Janet! Very thought-provoking, it suggests to me the way that we do and do not want to reveal our true selves to the world. Line 4 heightens that sense of wary ambivalence.
thanks, jenny. this was one of those that mostly wrote itself (L1-4 were accurate in a literal sense too).
I remember having a chameleon when I was eight or nine and having it cling to my shirt. I don't remember where I go it or what happened to it, but I do remember trying it against different colored shirts to see if it changed color.You brought back a forgotten memory.Adelaide
I see a typo--not go it, but got it.Adelaide
That's funny, the things we remember! We have a lot of little chameleons here in Texas. I was always seeing them in Houston, like we were buddies.
One of my favorites of yours...though I have many.