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serenading the moon


She sings of skylarks and loons-
hangs up the moon,
plucks loneliness, low hanging
fruit she dries and beads-
old blues made new.







loving Kerry's tanka prompt.
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  1. Kathryn DycheSeptember 22, 2013 at 5:21 PM

    Moon and love, it doesn't get better than that.

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  2. EllaSeptember 22, 2013 at 9:28 PM

    Hauntingly good! :D

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  3. MarianSeptember 23, 2013 at 12:55 AM

    nice one.

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  4. Kerry O'ConnorSeptember 23, 2013 at 3:04 AM

    There is a certain whimsy to this descriptive tanka, a romanticism connected to the mystique of womanhood. Very nicely done.

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  5. AnonymousSeptember 23, 2013 at 3:22 AM

    the final line twist does this for me...

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  6. LaTonya BaldwinSeptember 23, 2013 at 5:09 AM

    found inspiration the song, "Skylark."

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  7. MargaretSeptember 23, 2013 at 8:46 AM

    plucks loneliness and ... makes jewelry! Love this.

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