03-06-2018, 08:28 AM
Form Tanka (never done one of these before)
ripples turn to swells
fingers skim through the water
moments sink from sight
drowned beneath the weight of years
my clenched hand ever empty
ripples turn to swells
fingers skim through the water
moments sink from sight
drowned beneath the weight of years
my clenched hand ever empty
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson
