slow and steady wins
Tag: #tanka
September Elegy
Remind me why I live here…
Start. again. anew.
start. again. anew.
transformed again by some truth
The Purest Gold
The clouds always part
No Shovel Required
Snow falls and then melts
A Storm is Coming
The best kind of storm –
White, to blot out all the gray
Sick Day Tanka
I am so, so, sick
There Are No Rules – #SoCS
Opposites attract, Except, of course, when they Don’t.
Morning comes in black
Contemplate what will be seen
Breathe
I’m back Here from There
beyond the iris
I look at your eyes / and forget they have color.
daunted
he enters the fray daunted – so much like before
forward
where again is there?
wondrously melded
joy and grief collide
new
trust me – my new was harder.
Head Squared
Freedom is strange… New.
halo-ringed
This is the essence of hope – Vistas unshrouded by light.
filler
working on a “thing”
Dualiquous
His, the warmest cold
Tempus Fugit
Where will Kronos take me next?
defying atrophy 