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Paige Apr 2019
Once upon a time,
we were strangers to each other,
but we love each other now.
As good friends of course,
working together as one.
Rochelle Foles Apr 2019
longing 4 my mother
her embrace so warm, gentle
her lap comforting
will i ever again have this
sweet unconditional love...



tanka 1
napowrimo day 5
© rochelle foles 2019
napowrimo day 5: “tanka 1”
tanka is an ancient japanese poetic form, popular long before haiku, that mimics the first three lines of tanka.
it’s structure is syllabic: 5,7,5,7,7, and doesn’t rhyme.  traditionally it was written as one unbroken line, however americans prefer to write in 5 lines.
the first three lines traditionally pose a question or conflict that the last two lines answer.  in this poem i’ve inverted that structure.
there, now you know more about tanka then you ever conceived you might!
morrigan Apr 2019
a beautiful day
melting cotton candy sky
i wondered how i
ever wanted suicide
i am at peace with my life.
morrigan Apr 2019
forged into her skin
are bruises branded bright blue
she wept from the pain
like blood seeping from a knife
when will it all be over
FlavioPAR Apr 2019
A lack of a need
Strikes me like a wave
An overwhelming
Pressure to submit to it
To the soft cotton threads
Another tanka practice, This done after a sleepless night. I need sleep.
FlavioPAR Mar 2019
The hot water drips
Slowly infuses the dust
Brown to a tone darker
The Smell Permeates the room
A modern elixir from Java
Another Practice tanka, this one dealing with a modern necessity
FlavioPAR Mar 2019
The light of an ember
The tip of a depleted coal
like a glowing ruby
However, if you touch it
You will remember that it burns
Another Tanka Practice
Muhammad Usama Mar 2019
Let the breeze whisper
Maiden songs the river knows
You loved like the kiss
Under that fair mistletoe
While the hourglass stood calm
FlavioPAR Mar 2019
When I eat melons
I see an eagle above
It climbs beyond clouds
Such beauty she is, soaring
Such fierce is her snatching prey
A little tanka I wrote to practice
raphæl Mar 2019
gasping through my ear
warm bare hands slither beneath
sneaking through tight skin
i steer waves you shut those eyes
leave the realm where lust is sin
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