She busied herself, Tending to the household needs, Yet they resurface, Those faint bubbles of tension, That say, “Are we happy now?”
Tag: Tanka
A distant, childish song
The cries of kids’ games, Echo throughout the courtyard, Dancing on warm winds, Singing as they flow beyond, Beyond the confines of time.
Drinks left unfinished
Children grow restless, Begging parents to go home, Drinks left unfinished, I have no place to complain, I chose to live life alone.
When at last I die
When at last I die, I leave behind books, flowers, And bottles of wine, Faint memories, yours and mine, These I entrust now to time,
Along the river
Along the river,Echo the laughter of ghosts,Lost beyond the time,Children’s games that never end,Children’s dreams that never end.
To wake, to spring
What a difference,To wake with the morning sun,To wake with bird song,Even coffee tastes sweeter,When you wake to a spring day.
Hollow feelings at the end
The book closes, done,Another story complete,The mythic arc ends,The hero's journey over,Yet here I am, incomplete.
Spring snow in the garden
My garden is white,Blanketed in sudden snow,As the breathless frost,Kissed my poor, surprised flowers,Now, delicate statuettes.
Coffee with sugar
Coffee with sugar,Something sweet to ease my mind,Worries slip away,Swirling into the darkness,Harmless phantoms in a cup.
