Tanka Rensaku: Death

As long as I am, you will not be forgotten...
JJ

...Joe

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Bleak poetic food for thought

Yes, dear one.  
 
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All one can say is "hugs" - small smile.

My gratitude..,

ever
Jade

I have missed your short form... I do love it... Your short form...  

Geoff

Thank you Geoffrey.

Seems like a stroll through a graveyard. Great poem Jade.



~anonshadow😏

Thank you for the read and share, anon.
 
Jade🌾

Sad and sad ... grim and dark is this artful piece of yours Jadey! moved is a small word...

But not so your heart, my endless friend.

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'where the blinds are missing'
says it all.

Beautiful, Jade.

Thank you, dear Ahavati... made beautiful not by me though.

Beautifully written melancholy lines.  If I was to guess I'd say it's about depression:

"in a constant sleep
even during waking hours
forgetting to eat
daylight unable to break
where the blinds are missing"

This really resonates with me personally, even down to the missing blinds.  Altogether fine work Jade.

Thank you so very much, dear crowfly.

"through a window, or       
out the door in even steps,       
3-days worth in a bag       
knowing how long as I do       
the actual uncounted "       
      
/Drool... Just love these words, spectacular whimsical imagery... I knew I would like your writing, it's brilliant. And trust me, I'm not shy about giving a critique. It's all wonderful to have your friends high-five your writing and I like it too, it'll never improve it, not even an iota. Our true duty is to improve our friends anyway we can and them us...       
      
Great write,       
      
-ed

Thank you, Ed, for embracing, though "spectacular whimsical" is way over the top, and my preference doesn't ask for critiques,
     
No need for the talk about "friends" hi-5ing a piece.  There are readers and followers here with their respectful comments,    
     
Meantime, I've always understood the exchange of knowledge and inspiration between writer and other writers, and readers, since I became a poet at age 14.

I will pay more attention to your selection next time on comments. However, the universe is flexible and so our minds must also be...      
     
There is only love here in this moment, Dear Jade...    
     
-ed

Each turn surprises and reveals with nostalgia without descent to melancholia and this is the essence of the form that you've captured
Bravo

Thank you dear whale sir for the way you've been able to embrace my Rensaku in the way I did when it came to me in its initial spill and scrub.

All I can think about is Zombies

Pardon my simple mind Jadey... as always your ink pops imagery (no matter how weird I thought it to be)

Hugz
Oxy

*gentle hug*    
   
Ahh my Oxy friend, poems are usually open to interpretations in every direction, with no right or wrong conclusions, and no need for apologies.  As long as you found a meaning that makes sense to you.  

Best of all is when you come and share with me.    
   
care and love,    
always    
Jadey🌾

Sometimes there's beauty in darkness..this is one of those times.

Thank you, Ultra, for the embrace.

And welcome.

You're welcome and thank you...I look forward to reading more of your work...very talented.