Since this is the fifth Tuesday of the month, author Colleen Chesebro asks interested poets to share a bit of their day via a syllabic poem. I've chosen the early morning and titled my tanka 6 AM.
Every day, unless it is hailing or pouring outside, I take a long walk when the sun is just beginning to rise. I love the silence and the wildlife -- minus the javelinas.
When I was a kid, my mom used to say, "Morning is the best time of the day." And with that comment, she'd tell my six siblings and me to go outside. I suspect she's smiling now, because all of us are early morning risers.
My simple tanka: