TANKA.............
Gillena Cox, TT

 

another Thursday
when, barely a breeze selects
a yellow poui—
falling, falling to the ground
delighting me yet again
 

azure sky—
meandering clouds
a white butterfly
quiet Sunday afternoon
i'm posed to pen a poem

morning crescent
i curve into the church-yard
someone leaves
the all-night vigil ends
first Saturday in July

 

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