Wild animals pace
Wild animals pace, the campsite, circling close, I catch a glimpse in their eyes, and see myself watching them. Who is the beast this time? #micropoetry #tanka Tweet
View ArticleThey who dream by day
They who dream by day, are cognizant of many things, which escape those who dream, only by night. —Edgar Allen Poe Tweet
View ArticleDreaming or Awakening
Movement of flight, feathers cold and dark coming alive, early morning chill and fog, the grey vapors proof, dream or finally coming awake. #tanka Tweet
View ArticleWither Bound
Wither bound clouds, wind – rain, to what destination – homeward, inward, to this – kernel of me, inside me. #tanka Tweet
View ArticleSecret conjurer
Secret conjurer, seeds within tremble, await arcane pathways, divination of fate, betrayal foretold. #tanka Tweet
View ArticleWhen is a riddle
When is a riddle – not a riddle, but a mask – as with masks, conceal – masks within masks, mistaken – hidden, a love unbidden. #tanka Tweet
View ArticleCold in Summer
Cold in summer, cold – in winter, the arctic beasts – frolic regardless. – I have become one of them – a frozen heart that beats, still. #tanka Tweet
View ArticleSubtlety abandoned
Subtlety abandoned, simple tastes give way to, a full flavored love affair, former lovers forgotten, we meet as newborns. #tanka Tweet
View ArticleA book in hand
A book in hand, read- ing glasses, another world whispers as this world disappears, a poem spoken aloud, thoughts drift, as they should. #tanka Tweet
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