Yay! It’s national poetry month! Here’s my first offering of the month.
A Tanka for Easter
We sit on the couch
before twilight–a Sunday
of drives, of history, of
lock eyed hunger and thoughts
ever drifting, ever new.
Yay! It’s national poetry month! Here’s my first offering of the month.
A Tanka for Easter
We sit on the couch
before twilight–a Sunday
of drives, of history, of
lock eyed hunger and thoughts
ever drifting, ever new.