#TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 243, #SynonymsOnly
Family & Peace
The
silence
in the house
the tribe has fled
blood-soaked through floorboards
evil in the quiet space
they whispered of love that fled
of laughter that has turned to dust
their lives were taken while harmony slept
rest in the quiet hush of his Holy Hand…
© Anita Dawes 2021
Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie 
Wow that was the other side of the coin.. brilliant Anita…♥
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Thank you so much, Sally!
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So dark and sad, my friend. Beautifully written.
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Anita sends her thanks, Diana… as do I…
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How lovely, Anita. I’m glad to see you again. Huge hugs. ❤
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Glad to be back, Colleen… 💕
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Beautiful 🙂
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Thank you, Harmony… 💕
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