I slipped out of dreams
Mind wandering into the
Mornings glow and I
Forgot what year it is and
What your voice sounds like doves coo
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Category: Poetry
Drums
drums along the side-
walk buckets upside down they
beat and sing echoing
words sunrise to dark and I
slip through sound gazing at sky
Liked this poem? Try Raven Croaks.
Green Parrot Feather
green parrot feather
on sidewalk smeared words carved in
cement I was here
sunshine warms bones and spreads wings
clouds billow and drift eastward
Raven Croaks
early morning i
sit drinking tea and listening
to raven croaking
gliding through the air to land
on lamp post slick with dew drops
Liked this poem? Read Fog Slips Down the Hill and Chinatown Night Market.
Fog Slips Down the Hill
Fog slips down the hill
kissing windows and roads I
slide into my mind
and wonder where you are
who you have become
A Tanka.