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NaMoWriMo Challenge: A Tanka

A tanka is a poem based on the number of syllables per line, or so, I learned this morning from  The rhythm is 5-7-5-7-7.  Here we (I) go.



One Cubic Inch of Bone

Legs ache month on month.

Cut it out, make it stop now.

Pain seems eternal.

Like Civil War Veterans.

Excise Disease. Rest.  Relief.



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  1. Mom Mom

    Your agile mind never ceases to amaze me. It is constantly reaching, ever learning. This one was definitely for Coral. I could feel the pain.

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