Tanka #5 from Folded Paper Bleeds: A Collection of Tanka Poems
Tanka #5 from Folded Paper Bleeds: A Collection of Tanka Poems

Wounded gray clouds weep, 
plump-with-sorrow dark-blue drops
slowly plummeting.

Bare limbs bow with compassion,
offering heart-felt silence.

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