Lockdown Tanka

A grackle shimmers sun highlighting blue – my mood queer melancholy – absent knocks, talks, minutiae remains discomforting din. (Photo mine)

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Fogged

But for the beating of heart – a discordant rhythm – I am obliterated by fog – numbness of unanticipated loss clouded by dreams misted over – I await sun’s return….

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