Tanka – C & K

A Sea Vision

a vision of blue
I recall the waves crashing.
the moonlit, clear night
imagining a lighthouse
The sea waves against the cliffs.

tall poppy syndrome
school books and mathematics
an education
laughed at for being nerdy
enjoying the quiet life

within the forest
the old gods have their options
when the humans stray
the whispering trees within
weaving their words of silence

crystal clear water
They long to see Lake Baikal
vast in her beauty
The goal was to hear the ice
and to feel and to hear peace

emotional clouds
heavy with the grey of now
hiding the sunset
issues faced on Sunday night
The dread falls within the rain

heavy falling snow
serious solemn faces
outside the old church
gentle, pushed into the hearse
transported to rest awhile

the falling droplets
they increase in their number
the windscreen a blur
neoclassical engine
sounds of heartbreak and the sea

The falling Spring rain
comes with the sound of thunder
to stop and ponder
to have an education
to see our nation changing

Pollen in the air
aching for Melbourne Cup Day
despite the races
Oh, joyous! A long weekend
It is Halloween for some

wind moves the branches
fast asleep in the lush leaves
a stirring approach
eyes open slowly to see
a ray of light from somewhere