a tinge of sadnessovertakes the evening skyball of fire weakensin the crepuscular lightno one escapes dusk, night falls


diving into bluesI feel my body and mindfighting cross currentsclimb back to safe environsI have got new perspectives

Tanka Prose

This is a ‘tanka prose’ created by the ‘Found Poetry’ method from my own piece Monsters I continue to be the monster in their stories…. There might be a day when one of them is in trouble. If I sense that, and am capable of helping out, I offer a hand silently. To accept or … More Tanka Prose