20180908-2

enough rain
has seeped through walls
this year
we may behave
with a little blemish

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Tanka 20180908

how many years
did that mountain survive
its ground
if hit by a small stone
our love would just crumble

Tanka 20180906-2

all it ever takes
is one star behind the smog
to light the glimmer
in people’s hearts to feel
they could kill for each other

Tanka 20180906

who knows
what I will be
tomorrow
so much to think about
what I’m today

Tanka 20180905

that old rubber tree
I used to slash curiously
to see its juices
ooze out slowly slowly
into memories

Tanka 20180901

peeling an onion
to what depths must I go
layer by layer
this conversation unfolds
just like the last time we spoke

Tanka 20180831

of all the words
in my letter to you
one more look
at just the part of me
which is you

Tanka 20180830

our aging mother
still trying to right some wrongs
needled into us
this icy creek
is running cold

Tanka 20180829

last days of summer
from the backyard slowly
in my mind
my father waving his cap
before going to war

Tanka 20180828

family reunion
at the dinner table
our words take off
like these chicken wings
prepared to fly