Tanka: Invisible

Merril challenges us at dVerse Poets Pub to write a poem prompted by “invisible.” In this stretch of cold weather, I am thinking of our neighbors who live outside and how I often debate myself when I see them tucked in to doorways or nooks if I should smile and say hello, or respect what invisible walls they may have put up for privacy.

Shopping cart chantry —
refuge; boxes and blankets
cloak the man inside
as feet stride by, an altar;
build a spell of protection.

4 thoughts on “Tanka: Invisible

  1. Isolation , that unfortunate aspect of those often at their lowest point.

    You may want to re-enter this at dVerse. Your original link has “https” twice, so it doesn’t work.


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