blue and yellow blast i'm lost in a field of dreams edge of the abyss i look at my hands the tiny emerald ring roots me to the earth it's time to grow and renew the grass dancing with the breeze
Is anyone else feeling at the edge of the abyss? This winter has been so long and the creativity muse has left. Finally, this week the outdoors grey is giving some space for the sunshine and I’m starting to reclaim my creativity.
Tanka Tuesday this week is colours of the rainbow, green. My poem, consisting of a haiku and a tanka, intentionally doesn’t have the word green in it, but it has ‘green’ all over it. Hope you enjoy it!