Tanka – Page 12

Minuscule

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

A lonely black swan
strict elegance and power
she comes back to life
Ballerina blurs in black
a human and a swan morph

mercurial wind
the waste bins begin to dance
the cat’s fur is wild
bracing for an icy blast
hugging the protesting cat

The bee comes closer
Stinging barb ready to shoot
Flower distraction
Bee buns stuck in the flower
Buzzing flower and pollen

dusting off the hurt
washing away the sadness
drying salty tears
you, a quiet resilience
walking with courage and love