The storm that brought snow to much of the US brought a touch of cold to us here in Central Florida. Growing up in the north I was always certain that I had been born in the wrong place and moved south shortly after college. Except for a brief stint back in the midwest, I have been firmly planted where the snow shovel never roams and Christmas Dinner is served on the back porch.
We are being challenged by Lillian over at dVerse to write about the view from our windows, or the view into our windows. Looking In/Looking Out. Join us!
These charming Sandhill Cranes, a breeding pair and their young one (bottom photo) posed for me one very hot day just outside my window. Their prehistoric-sounding call is a delight! The Paranoia part is purely fictional for poetry’s sake.
My writing has been flat, my muse bored, and my heart a bit frantic for a kick-start. Jim Harrison’s Songs of Unreason is the best curative known to Jilly. If you are joining in, you are most welcome! Please know that I will not be doing anything formal (linky & etc.), so just drop me a comment to wave at me; I love your beautiful presence. The Harrison line is followed by my first poem. I went with the Tanka form just to be gentle with myself. In case you haven’t written a Tanka before it is like an extended Haiku. 5 lines with syllable counts of 5/7/5/7/7.
Harrison Quote / Day One Prompt:
“In this world of dreams don’t let the clock cut up your life in pieces.”