A woodland moment #tanka

3 responses to “A woodland moment #tanka”

1. crimsonprose

   April 19, 2019 at 4:19 pm

   Love it.
   And tiny children stretch their hands to catch the dust motes caught in sun-shafts that filter through the woodland leaves, and exclaim they’ve caught a fairy. Such is my earliest memory, and your poem has just now reminded me! I thank you. 🙂

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   • Bobby Fairfield

     April 19, 2019 at 4:24 pm

     It’s great to evoke memories with just a hint, love the fairies, will try to see through child’s eyes more often.

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     • crimsonprose

       April 19, 2019 at 4:31 pm

       I then spent the rest of my young childhood knocking on beech trees to talk to the fairies that lived inside. Only in beechtrees, and they weren’t the most common in our woods. 🙂

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