Tanka – Page 11

Singing Winds

The summer winds sing
of scented night vision scenes
shimmering softly.

The turning began
summer left us on our own
Shedding no sad tears
as grey turns to silver snow
Melting slow on our faces

I stand alone as
Clouds move across the shy sky
thinking of the way
The forest is like your soul
when the snow falls on me slowly

The season changes
ice winds whistle loudly through
the power lines, trees
the sunlight plays a subtle
song through the dying flowers

feeling minuscule
ignored by the loud giants
moving wild splashed wings
dancing in melted ice cream
the ladybug has a laugh

We love in a world
of offer and acceptance
Creating contracts
Our misguided intentions
lack of consideration

sky twilight colours
unknown feelings start to come
colours change again
there will be no more warm sun
for the moonlit night has come

Seas separate us;
many places and spaces
between both of us.
Separated by the sea,
an invisible link, one.

You moved me to think
Yesterday I was consumed
by shiny trinkets
Today I think about things
I question the news, my life

The cows retreated
hidden behind the thick fog
Feeling the blanket
Time for work seems far away
Lost in the Bimble dreaming