loneliness
selects its own society
in the attic:
cold moon at the window
water-stained ceiling and me
Atlas Poetica, 22, 2015
A Room of My Own: Night of Silent Dreams Tanka
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the fire crackling
as smoke snakes up ...
one family
three campfires and two dogs
on a night of silent dreams
*Added:*
just one more
bear hug to remember...