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Sleep Is But A Pit (Tanka)

Sleep is but a pit

Black, void of anything real

What is all the hype

Dreams do not exist for all

Some simply sleep in darkness

 

~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

Poetry

Tanka 27022015

going nowhere
I pace up and down
this afternoon
retires before me
wandering untamed

Poetry

Future Bana(l)

Future Bana(l)

Key timing is all
Monastery or brothel
Flux starves of the death

Nothing is personal or
Serious, just random time

Poetry

Leaving You - Tanka

You no longer cry

Long ago the tears ran dry

Staring straight ahead

Thinking of the years gone by

It is time to say goodbye… 10 more words

Art

The Boy's Revelation -- TANKA-- 02272015

not cashews but

the sound of garlic pods spat

into the steel sink —

a mother’s cruelty rings

at her son’s innocence

~~~

© Copyright 2015-2016 Ron Evans 15 more words

Poetry

morning light

morning light
forms part of a cross
on the wood wall
my faith completes
the picture

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Photo of the Easter Lily is by Karl.

Art

Recalling Your Face

I tried to call out
Your face from my memories,
Only to summon
What I did not know I kept:
A face unknown. Some stranger’s.

Poetry