Tanka XVIII
Peered she wrapped’n ogle,
skeptical of height’s hurdle,
perhaps to tame air
or mate with felon fear grits fared;
yet peered she, wrapped in ogle.
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Note: of bruised bird.
Tanka XVIII
Life leads to many directions, ancestral trail leads you to the progenitors.
Ancestral Trail 