Blossoming poppies
remembering my mother
as a warm wind blows.
when she gave a gentle kiss
to begin my day with love.
In a list
A contest entry
- CONTEST FOR THE GROUP VISIONS THROUGH HAIKU TANKA OR HAIKU by esroddo.
700 points, ended June 9, 3 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Ah that was beautiful,
A mother is such a special person, that sometimes we take for granted. Thank you for entering and good luck
LISA
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I have yet to look into Tanka...??? But the poem it itself is very endearing...!!! Does your mother like to read your poetry too... Or do you keep it personal except for special writes like this..??? So lovely!!!
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no she does not infact there are many people in my walk of life that have no clue i write poetry I am not ashamed it just does not come up
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