Two Tankas

Winding down
———————————–
A gentle breeze blows
through the elderly couple
watching the sea dance,
ancient ghosts swirling inside
momentarily becalmed.

All in the family
—————————————
A laid-back monsoon
gathering of first cousins,
where our bonds were forged –
dead letters, forgotten clouds
nourish new kinships, we hope.

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Posted on August 30, 2013, in Uncategorized and tagged , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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