where the phantoms gather (in tanka sequence), by Wendy Bourke

where the phantoms gather (in tanka sequence)
by Wendy Bourke

walking with memories
in forest solitude …
everywhere I pass
twigs beneath my feet
snap like holiday crackers

ghosts of those
who have gone before me
haunt the trail – so real –
I come upon apple cores …
perhaps some seeds will take root

atop the hill
I look down on the picnic spot –
lake scent and bird song
on whiffle winds … a spirit place
where the phantoms gather

Wendy Bourke lives in Vancouver, Canada where she writes, goes on long rambling walks gathering photos and inspiration – and hangs out with her family (especially her two young grandsons). After a life loving words and scribbling poetry lines on pizza boxes and used envelopes, Wendy finally got down to writing “in earnest” six years ago. She received first prize in the Ontario Poetry Society’s Sparkle and Shine contest in 2014 and her poems have appeared in dozens of anthologies, journals and chapbooks.

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