Tobacco haze
Spider web climbs nape of neck
There's no going back
Tobacco haze
Forest fire smouldering still
In hollow, no owl
Spider web climbs nape of neck
Willows shudder without knowing why
Memories fog mirror
There's no going back
Charcoal runes predict new path
No crumbs lead the way
Mindfills for FOWC predict; Colleen Cheesebro’s Tanka Tuesday ~ specific form, Troiku; Sadje’s wdys
Mindfills 
24 responses to “Tobacco haze”
A beautiful take Sangeetha. A dreamy, poignant poem. Thanks for joining in.
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome
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🙂
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OOH! This one is very engaging. I can feel those spider webs!!
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me too!
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David 😊🙏
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Just made it past the haze! 😄
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amazing.
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Jude..glad you liked it!
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What a great message. I like how you used forest fire smoke instead of fog in this Troiku, Sangeetha. 💜
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Thank you so much Colleen! Guess I was in a haze 😄
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So much tension…there’s no going back, for sure. (K)
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Haha …can we ever 🙂
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Exquisite troiku, Sangeetha. The last stanza is very powerful in its forboding.
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So lovely of you to read and write in 🙂
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🙂 ❤
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Very clever 👍💜💜
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😊Thank you for reading
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I enjoyed it 💜
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♥️
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