Maps

Guide through centuries,

Unexplored destinations,

Within reach, maps bring,

North, South,West, East, play key roles,

Traveller’s unseen angel.

Deciphering these,

A perfectionist’s pride,

Clear lines drawn to scale,

Oh! like doodles appears to me,

Lost even with map, that’d me!!

Poetry form :- Double Tanka (Two tanka with 5/7/5/7/7 syllables each.)

Thoughts behind the tanka :- Maps are known to guide us. But not for me, I get lost even with one. Blame it on my map reading skills (Lack of it, rather).

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Colleen. M. Chesebro for running the COLLEEN’S 2020 WEEKLY #TANKA TUESDAY #POETRY CHALLENGE NO. 192,Β #THEME PROMPT. The theme for the week is “Maps”. The theme was selected by Kerfe Roig, thank you for a wonderful prompt, I had immense fun with the prompt. The challenge is to use the theme as an inspiration and weave a syllable poem. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.

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