rough stones and moss
made slick by humid air
gather fallen leaves —
unsure footsteps and silence
grace summer’s indecision
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I have typically posted tanka accompanied, and inspired, by an photograph. The image here is in my mind only, placed there on a late summer, quiet afternoon walk through the woods, unaccompanied by my camera or technology of any sort. I was disappointed at first not to be able to capture the moment…yet the words can do it justice, and the feat is unattainable in any event.
bussokuseki 
beautiful …
No photograph necessary. The words are more than enough.
Thank you Michael, your visits are always appreciated! Be well~
This is beautiful! I am right there smelling the moss!
Thank you so much for stopping by and saying so – it is a gift. Be well~
You’re welcome! Blessings, ellen
I love tanka…..I really enjoyed yours very much.
It is a beautiful form…Thank you so much for the visit and the sentiment, that makes me so happy. I wish you well~
I wish you well, too, Sweet Friend. 😀