tanka – C & K

Unsent Letters

words in solitude
letters written on parchment
pouring his soul out
folded and tied with ribbon
treasure chests full of stories

Wind moves the plain trees
a chill moves in from the south
Autumn’s arrival
by afternoon, summer comes
An illusive season change

A tiny laptop
double the glasses won’t help
The trendy workplace
Frustrate the fuck out of me
Shit goes flying in my mind

The last of the trees
endorsed by a rubber stamp
No cares for the rain
dust and a worsening drought
Children playing politics

the flame reflection
caught by your grey almond eyes
emotions waiver
the candle flame catches your heart
unable to turn away

My overcast hair
a shock in a youthful world
Clutching the kettle
Melbourians stare at me
An invisible kettle

Gavel fantasies
robed, wigged, and omnipresent
Winning arguments
The reality of law
a blessing to mediate

Strings from the branches
Different cheeses from each string
The Crackers await
We partake in the cheese fest
Cats fight for tasty

Golden flecks of light
between the light and shadow
Finding love for me
The stars surpass their beauty
As the clouds move to the sea

travelling to and from
this super commuting life
longing to see you
in a moment on the train
Assure me work is worth it