(2013)
I wrote this tanka about the month of October.
Once my beating heart Matched steel drum lines to-to-toe Teaching metronomes But now my beat has fallen Into syncopated depths
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!
The end of the road A distance we all travel Darkness as moonlight Spreads over stone and flowers That litter our path ahead
Words without meaning An open mouth seems empty Trying to express Something that dances lightly Forefront of a clouded heart
Tonight I awoke to an orange hori… one that I had never greeted befor… It took me back, to the days of ce… and disregard for the ticking of c… Part two:
Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly
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
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
My White Cloak Part one: Place Entering day by day (1) Into a place to grow and stay Into the foundational walls of old
Lofting lazily Enter murky depths of feel Quivering eyelids Two heavy from the weight of The thoughts that lead me astray
