Thursday, April 28, 2011

Variety FourTwentyEight

TANKA
Teeth itch in withdrawal
Captors torment without words

Carafe, smartly placed
Out of reach, reddened embrace

Screaming habitually


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One grain of salt

Over the shoulder thrown
Into the eyes of a competing foe


HAIKU


Sky Bright, Dark of Night

Andromeda’s whispered bliss
Starlight’s moon lit kiss


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Gray wolf cub
Frantically wandering

In search of Mother

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