a monk of the mist
I turn into lamp fairy
as the sun goes down
I shall whisper to the clouds
if you tell me a story
I have attempted my first tanka ever. Long verse has always been my comfort zone. But haiku/tanka and other short forms have been my guilty pleasure. I have adhered to the 5-7-5-7-7 format and tried to pen something that reads both back and forth. I hope I have maintained the sanctity of the form.
The city that appears as pious as a monk in the morning mist transforms into a fairy of the lamps. The wicks are raised and lit, and it’s storytelling time. Our stories do have the potential to touch the sky.
Happy tanka tuesday!
db's poetryscape 
Beautiful composition Daya!
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Thanks Radhika 😊 . So happy you liked it. Am very conscious if it’s not a free verse!
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I love haiku’s and tankas. They challenge us to convey our thoughts and ideas within a defined boundary. You did a good job Daya 👍
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Lovely. I’m fairly new to writing TANKA.
This is lovely.
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Thank you. Your appreciation means a lot. Getting the count right while keeping the brevity is quite tricky. In awe of people who do it effortlessly. This took a while to get right! Happy we are in this together!
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