This feature was created by Colleen Chesebro. This week’s words are “afraid” and “grave.” I’m giving you a two-for-one special on Tankas today. The following reflects my fear of death and my longing to be with my late husband. You’ll note that instead of “afraid,” I use “fearful,” and instead of “grave” I use “burial place.”
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Fearful of being
laid in a burial place
and never wanting
my dead body to be burned,
I am just staying alive.
Yet the one I love
Lies alone under the ground.
If I lay with him,
Oh, would we be together
in death as we were in life?
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Author Abbie Johnson Taylor
How to Build a Better Mousetrap: Recollections and Reflections of a Family Caregiver
That’s Life: New and Selected Poems
My Ideal Partner: How I Met, Married, and Cared for the Man I Loved Despite Debilitating Odds
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I can only hope that you both with find peace, Abbie. Your double Tanka is so filled with pain. I’m sending you more hugs this week. ❤
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Thank you, Colleen. This week has been difficult with the anniversary of Buill’s passing. Writing poetry about it si one way I can deal with it.
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You did a great job, Abbie. None of this ever gets any better, I know. ❤
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Sweet and sad. Loved your Tankas. ❤
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Thank you, Vashti. I really appreciate you stopping by and commenting.
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I am enjoying what you are doing with synonyms.
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Thank you, Lynda. It’s fun and challenging. Maybe you should give it a try.
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