fish slaps its tail ripples across face of river
Tag: tanka
pink egg clusters too alien for this world
concrete cracks saplings rise to greet the sun
not yet my time river ghat reflection
forest breeze nudging us ahead into the future
past’s gift conjured from ancestral fires
summer butterflies dance past cars at red light
disappearing into thin air mozzie magic
somewhere within concrete the cries of a crow
dusk tide night returns to shore