Yesterday morning, I awoke in the wee hours of the day to use the bathroom with my dog in tow. When I looked back, he was doing the upward facing dog pose.
He looked at me as if he needed to tinkle as well (you know the look) and I led him out to the front of the house. He went to the right of the house to water our tree, and as I was waiting, I felt a presence behind me. When I turned around, I was face to face with a skunk.
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Through, Annie, I learned a new form of Poetry: a Tanka. It is a classical Japanese poetry containing five lines with 5-7-5-7-7 syllables in each line respectively.
I decided to take a shot at it for the prompt today: Camouflage.
When I am unseen
I feel safe in the darkness
Full of prejudice
Camouflage is the color
of my skin. My cover-up.
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EXPRESSING THEIR TRUE COLORS
WRITINGS ON THE WALL
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