Lost in the fever for days
as the fever breaks
I hear thunder and smell rain
dewy skin no more
feet set out to find the fan
Tag: tanka
The Beards
The clippers vanished
long ago when they were boys.
Slowly their beards grew.
Too cold for the birds to nest,
long enough to keep snowflakes.

Missed Opportunity
A quick cheeky wink
Hoping for love’s first nibble
A quick side-eye glance
Discovering a partner
Feeling sorry for yourself
A Song
A song speaks to you
stories in the melody
stirring memories
You play the song on repeat
shifting your emotions, soul
Mousse
Darkness on a spoon
lush bubbly sweetness and light
glass encased dessert
Belgian milk chocolate mousse
delicious goth glam lipstick
Apple Harvest
Emmentaler cubes
Rustic tables, cedar chairs
Fresh, clear apple juice
Laughter and the sound of love,
a merry apple harvest
Be My, Be Mine
Be my companion
Look to me as your lighthouse
through good times and bad
Be mine until our ship sails
from the shell-covered sea shore
My Old Circuit
I’ll take you away,
take you down my old circuit,
show you my old life.
No need to feel sorry for
a non-existent childhood.
Remembering Rain
Remembering us
standing in the summer rain
wetting our dry skin?
Now we stand inside waiting
for the acid rain to fall.
Ombre Hair
A black and white room
Classical glam with a twist
Envious longing
Colours of your ombre hair
Mix with your blood on the floor