Indian Summer–a tanka

I need to burn this
embered red on simple green–
how frost mimics fire
the shades of burning, smokeless
kissed light on the edge of leaves.

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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7 Responses to Indian Summer–a tanka

  1. how frost mimics fire
    the shades of burning,

    wow!!! you always write such intriguing poems and haiku’s. You are just burning with pure inspiration aren’t you?

  2. BroadBlogs says:

    Your words just melt in my mouth — so to speak. Thank you.

  3. unfetteredbs says:

    Love love! Beautifully done

  4. nelle says:

    Words and image… so perfect.

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