Interesting Karla. Even being the rope is something we should not take for granted, meaning that even being the rope is a gift some will never get.
Stay well, *Glen*
This is quite a piece! Has me laughing and remembering times when I wore a shirt, and the wind whipped it this way and that, while trying to present a picture of sedateness [me that is].
Hwy...was right there today. I looked toward the Tampa skyline and there were teo huge thunderheads growing like a cyclops. Then I looked towards Plant City and it was sky blue with nary a cloud. I think Mother Nature has multiple personalities at times.
Love and blessings,
Susan
Sounds like it from the breeziness of these words. You are getting so good at tankas! This format was MADE for you! BRAVA, extremely well penned and illustrated!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twink, Karen Lynn. :D *clapping*
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on January 22, 2008
It is that time of the year, Mother Nature is throwing a conniption fit . . . I wasn't picking on you with my poem, Karla . . . LOL
Stay well, *Glen*
God bless you. Kathy
Love and blessings,
Susan
well done Karla...
John
God Bless
Michelle~
-24 with wind chill!
BRRRR....
I love the description of the wind in this poem. :~)
Cryssa
Georg
Newfie Hugs are on the way,Rose
Fee
Sounds like it from the breeziness of these words. You are getting so good at tankas! This format was MADE for you! BRAVA, extremely well penned and illustrated!
(((HUGS))) and much love, your twink, Karen Lynn. :D *clapping*