Dawn breaks in the east.
From the tall oak in the woods,
owl’s too-wit too-woo;
such a homely sound to me,
but to the mouse a terror.
[Image: courtesy of http://camerasnaps.org.uk]
…”cute” to us, and not to the mouse 😉
This is true. 😆
Thank you 🙂
Cute one 🙂
Great work here. You are very prolific at the moment by the way.
Must be my “pretend sun” Vitamin D capsules the doctor told me to take. Normally I’m a gloomy old whatsit at this time of the year, which reduces my writing output.
Glad you like the Tanka. Why don’t you have a go writing one?
I think I have some tanka somewhere – however the main written form I am working in at the moment is the CV – it is a kind of un-rhymed prose form. Two sides long.
I think some people might consider the whole of my novel so far, as un-rhymed prose form.
So much wisdom packed into those few lines.
I do so love owls, but am thankful for the great mercy shown me in not being born a mouse!
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Writes quirky novels, speculative flash fiction, haiku and tanka. Nature lover. Novice photographer. Allotment freak. Mezzo soprano. British eccentric.
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