A Razors wind wails
Lashing from winters cruel whip
Piercing the silence
Over the pallid fields of
A milk-stained Purgatory
Slicing through as the wind often does.
Excellent Tanka Kevin Bravo!
I can feel the cruel winter's grip and see the dullness of the field. A brilliant Tanka embellished with wonderful poetic expression and superb imagery.
Fine expressions in poetic form.
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