gray scarf on tree branch
nothing more to consider
forlorn memories
This senryū is my response to Colleen’s Weekly #TankaTuesday Poetry Challenge No. 199, #ThemePrompt, with “The Gray Scarf” as a prompt
and a suggestion to write a story poem.
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I can see the breeze
moving from the branch
when a scarf talks
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telling of a tale
emotions completely spent
nothing more than words
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Ooh, excellent senryū! An entire story in three short lines.
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Thank you. 🙂
And as my friend Daniel, above, reminds us, every story is waiting to be retold.
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You’re welcome.
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Lovely imagery
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome
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The color gray leaves us with a feeling of sadness. Bravo, Ken. This is lovely. I added you to the recap. 💜
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Thank you, Colleen. 😀❤️
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You’re welcome.
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Those three lines convey a lot–and you and Daniel could keep the story going.
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Thank you, Merril.
I think you’re right. Daniel is a true storyteller.
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You’re welcome, Ken.
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So evocative…tales inside tales. (K)
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Thank you.
Stories go on around us, and we are none the wiser.
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