A Confession in Tanka

~ Exhilarating,That time, when I stabbed the sky,The world slept in peace,The horizon bled to dawn,And I killed, sleeplessly, the night. ~

i’m afraid

i’m scared that i’ll wake up somedayand forget what it wasto feel so deeply.i’m scared that i’ll wake up,with no way out.i’m scared that i’ll wake up,to an empty table,empty heart,i’m scared i’ll wake up someday,broken and apart.i’m scared that i’ll wake up, sinking in my deep.the night is cold against my skin.i’m scared i’ll…

Wabi-sabi: Honoring transience

The foamy seaSalt on meFoam on meSalt in the sea. Azure skySeagulls highAnd I’m highAnd seagulls fly. My legs in sandWhite flour on landMy legs on landWhite flour is sand. Breeze hits skinWorld’s on a spinAnd then I spinWhen wind hits skin. Nature’s flowLife’s on a go,Don’t let it goBecome the flow. ~ Japanese life…

National Poetry Month Writing Challenge: The Final Segment

“The end of a melody is not its goal: but nonetheless, had the melody not reached its end it would not have reached its goal either. A parable.” I might have never believed that I would do it when I started writing a poem a day. However, I am here, with my last segment, wrapping…

National Poetry Month Writing Challenge: Week 3

I couldn’t agree more with C. Joybell’s quote, “I have realized; it is during the times I am far outside my element that I experience myself the most.” It’s been another week of the poetry challenge and it’s only getting better. This week was tough, like the previous week, but so much more whole. It…