Fog slips down the hill
Category: Poetry
Chinatown Night Market
A Tanka poem.
Little One You Look (Tanka)
little one you look so cute in your pink hoodie and i think how i’ve known you for ten years little pup little girl with more gray hairs Written in Tanka form. What do you think? Leave a comment.
Bowie Cancer Ate (Tanka)
Bowie cancer ate you and I wonder how you are up in the stars Bowie i am here on Earth listening singing dancing Written in Tanka form. What do you think? Leave a comment.
Breaking Into This (Tanka)
breaking into this i pulled and pried your heart and tore through something in you and you you cried so loud cause no one was supposed to Written in Tanka form. What do you think? Leave a comment.