Saturday, July 13, 2019

Tanka Sequence


a twin baptism--
incense mingles
with lilacs;
the sweet and sharp blends
to a new fragrance   
a slow afternoon--
the cicadas' hum grows louder
in the pulsing heat
time stretches before me,
cool shadows just a dream   

true shape revealed
the trees bare--
there under a somber sky
I shed my robes alone
for no one's eyes but yours   

the first snow--
I hold out my tongue
to taste the cold
memories running pell-mell
back to childhood   
Modern Tanka Press


Gillena Cox said...

A gorgeous set of tanka. I rather like the last for its draw back to carefree childhood days

Adelaide said...

Thank you, Gillena


Magyar said...

Grand group Adelaide!
__ Too, I feel into -the first snow- and -back to childhood-. Our memories jump back into our yesterdays... faster than the speed of light. _m

Adelaide said...

Thank you, Magyar. Memories come unbidden, a smell, a sound. . .and they often inspire me to write something.


Geraldine said...

These are all wonderful! One of my favorite poetry forms. Your artwork is lovely too!😊

Adelaide said...

Thank you,Geraldine. Happy to have you visit and comment.