(2013)
A tanka written on how friendships can spring up almost anywhere if you give them the chance.
Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
Howling and wailing Like the vast October winds Delightful to find Many who share the same chord Sing till frogs jump in our throat…
To puddle one’s words Few are willing to admit Myself least of all To fall and land upon earth Closer to Earth than before?
Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin
Delicate surprise From behind blind-folded eyes That glint of glitter Sprinkle, sprinkle, floating down We reach out, we grasp, we drink
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
To cover the tears Some men will drown their sorrows Some just run away Some even will board their hearths To me? A path of rom-com
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
The words are muffled and shifting… The pounding won’t stop, the fraye… I hold onto a thread, a little blu… The tension is mine; it is a pain… Frenzied energy drains from my fin…
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!
Busy decisions Like an endless moon cycle Such a waxing life