Right now

Tis the SAD time

Of the evolving year;

Colourful leaves descend below –

Nestling …

Belying internal black storms –

That monger mental health;

Such dark days cause

Havoc …

(Butterfly Cinquain)

Poem prompted by Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday Challenge. This week, the synonyms are Crinkle & Peddle. Click through on the link if you, too, would like to join in.

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