I set the Table
Plated with old crusted wounds
Salted from my youth
Family recipes repeated
Dishes scored leaving scars raw
This began as a Haiku and then grew into a Tanka. My first attempt with the form. As I read traditional tanka would have been written as one line. Perhaps like this…(I think)
I set the table plates with old crusted wounds salted from youth – family recipes repeated dishes scored leaving scars raw.
For Day 10 of #NaPoWriMo