Tag: tanka

fragments of colour pulsing in this grey expanse

the river silence belongs to the odd faced goddess

a psychosomatic response to the crescent’s grin

drawn to the peace butterfly drifts downriver

prewinter nuances that stirs the soul

dastard winds trying to pry the shell from snail

shadow of table sparrows discuss flight plans

dusk warmed oil worked into tender limbs

halftime black butterfly floats out the window

an extra pair of eyes in the dark crow perched on cctv camera