tanka

tanka--
small songs I sing
to join
my voice to other voices
hidden in the grass

Friday, June 13, 2014

Deep River



I listen
for the sound of water 
in a dry stream bed . . .
the pulse of yes 
beginning in my veins

a spring
rises out of the earth—
I drink
from its oak-dark eye
a glimmer of starlight 

water
like silk against my skin
I swim naked
in a sea of words
waiting to be born


    ~Lynx 29: 1, Feb. 2014 

4 comments:

  1. the 3rd one really speaks to me - it's marvelous

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  2. They all speak to me, and I like how they work together. But maybe I'll choose the second as my own favorite!

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