a sudden scream
fading into the day
the loneliness
of a straight road
under the watchful sun
I keep walking
long day's journey
arriving at the fork
I choose the road less traveled
the road disappearing
into the mist
I keep walking
March 2010 issue of Word Catalyst
Cool Announcement: Celebrate Tanka Poetry Month with NeverEnding Story
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My Dear Friends and Readers:
*May is the month of wishes and expectations, a time born for tanka. Every
verse should hold the essence of the season: singi...
