My Tankas

Tankas





Change
He left the door closed
Thinking I wouldn’t hear him
His words filled my ears
and life changed in an instant
I opened the door and wept

Letting Go

Colored leaves gold red
Bleeding on the damp cold ground
The tree slowly sheds
My soul letting go
Mimicking the fallen leaves

Soul Mates
His hands reached to me
Our fingers slid together
My eyes locked on his
I knew I had found the one
Whose soul was linked to my own

Norm
He writes novels now
But his greatest work is done
It’s his beautiful boy child
A young man in uniform
Standing on the dock waiving

mkc/2012