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Mrs Ashley Somebody 2h
Muscle Memory
I still turn and look.
I hear her in the whispers
From years of instinct.
Her spirit might not haunt me
But ev'ry shadow is hers.
Poem for Lily.
#tanka #57577 #grieving #memory #loss #petdeath
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Robin Edwards 2d
Angels
we struggle with lies
pushing the edges of faith
walking a thin line
we balance on the tightrope
when we fall, we fall from grace
#tanka
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Robin Edwards 5d
For LA
There is no time now
For poetry and flowers
We fight for freedom
We fight for the right to live
In a world of boundless love
#tanka
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neth jones May 30
11100 1000
the rotting process                  
proof of life  dampens the air
with pine-like fragrance
transfusional breath confirms
      i'm one with the earth
29/05/25 / early version 21/05/25 :the rotting process/proof of life  dampens the air/with such fragrance/i'm given morning fusion/man confirmed part of nature
#tanka #brevity #observation #spring #rot #fragrance #smell #morning #nature #scent
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Soul-in-poetry May 19
Blossoming death
Flower petals fall
A sweet reminder of death
Of how a flower–
Is slowly rotting away,
The second it grows petals
#tanka
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LL May 13
No matter | Tanka
I thought I needed
you — for me to be happy —
turns out I only
needed you to be happy —
no matter where that leaves me
2025/083
#tanka
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LL May 11
That thing | Tanka
I cannot help but
notice how that thing between
your legs listen when
my tongue writes long letters and
my lips do all the talking
2025/081
#tanka
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Robin Edwards May 9
Hostage
To this end we pray
Send us home to our loved ones
We do not fear death
We do not fear your anger
We live in the space between
#tanka
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LL May 7
Mint | Tanka
you, who asked me if
I already brushed my teeth —
I said I'd prove it
when you come closer and taste
the mint from my very tongue
2025/078
#tanka
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LL May 7
Picking up | Tanka
you, who keep singing
a song after leaving the
room — coming back and
picking up where you left off —
like you never even left
2025/077
#tanka
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