Grass grows among cracks, Wind blowing moves leaves and chaff. Once a green sea gone. Rolling thunderheads of black- One voice against future tide.
Grass grows among cracks, Wind blowing moves leaves and chaff. Once a green sea gone. Rolling thunderheads of black- One voice against future tide.
Governance on high, Viewing fixed on vast vistas. Justification- Single voice protest intrudes. Into the mud they are flung.
In exploring new and old poetic expressions, I came across a Tanka. Similar to the Haiku or earlier Hokku, it used a defined set of syllables (5-7-5-7-7) along with a overarching thematic. In the case of the Tanka, it was…