each new day I seek
for something not seen before
through new slant or light
with wide-eyed wonder of babes
gratitude for blindness cured
Category: tanka
2018.05.18: bouquet
can you see the bunch
wildflowers I picked for you
yellow, white, and red
better we let them to live
all their days in sun and rain
2018.04.17: context
stained glass mosaic
projected onto marble squares
crisscrossing patterns
each tile holds only one part
meaningless without the whole
2018.04.04: shimmering
sheen from morning mist
scattered with fallen petals
rainbow pearls of light
no price set on this treasure
free to all with eyes to see
2018.02.13: anchored
tethered to dogmas
safe from prevailing currents
and harbored from swells
never changing horizons
and never reaching new shores
Longing For Water 