Posted in February 2017, Tanka

Makes Sense

Sunrise colors
The long sleepless night 

On the pallet forgotten, 

My palate enjoyed

Sweet breakfast delicasies

And morning sky’s palette


pallet : (temporary bed)

palate : (sense of taste)

palette : (range of colors)

I challenged myself to write a poem using these three words that sound the same but have different meanings. šŸ˜Š


A born and raised Midwesterner who traveled to Oregon in 2006 via the Oregon Trail route, fell in love with Oregon and now call it home. I am retired and pursuing my life long dream of becoming a Freelance Inspirational Writer.

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