no more loon calls
as the sun sets in flames
of color
alone by the lake
of my aging mind
Skylark, 5:1, Summer 2017
A Room of My Own: Valley of Smoke Tanka
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*No More Fairy Tales*, XL
the morning sun
choked out by columns of black ...
car after car
driving through the valley of smoke
as tongues of fire leap behi...