autumn leaves

Carpe Diem Tan Renga Challenge Month May 9th "autumn leaves turn red" by Georgia (a.k.a. Bastet)
autumn leaves turn red


Here is her haiku which will be our "hokku" (starting verse) of today's Tan Renga Challenge:


a dream in a dream
sand slipping through old fingers
autumn leaves turn red

 © Georgia

 lost deep in the forest of
confused reality . .

 ©  Janice 'petra domina' Adcock


Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on 

CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI


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  1. kaykualaMay 10, 2016 at 12:40 AM

    Reality can be testing sometimes. Nice tanka Janice!

    Hank

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    1. JaniceMay 10, 2016 at 7:13 PM

      Thank you, Hank. Hope to start getting to visit other blogs. Still catching up on posts!!!!

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  2. Yamini MacLeanMay 10, 2016 at 4:14 AM

    Hari OM
    OH my... you hit that one head on Janice... perfect. YAM xx

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    1. JaniceMay 10, 2016 at 7:14 PM

      Bless You, Yam. Thanks for your generous comment. janice, xx

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  3. ChèvrefeuilleMay 11, 2016 at 8:36 PM

    Lost in reality? That must be sad, reality sometimes is a riddle and a mystery. Nicely written second stanza, with a deeper meaning. Thank You Janice.

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    1. JaniceMay 12, 2016 at 12:01 PM

      My last living aunt is slipping into the confused reality. She was a huge influence in my life and was on my mind and heart as I read Georgia's beautiful haiku. Thank you for visiting.

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