To My Love, a Tanka

I opened my mouth;
Out came an unstoppable
Flow of new regrets,
but you helped clean up my mess,
And all was right in the world.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Easy Fix.”

Little Cub

Lounging little cub
Drooping down a banyan tree
During disc golf game.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A Moment in Time.”

Sweat

My thoughts are dripping
Sweat upon your naked chest;
It glistens like stars.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Re-springing Your Step.”

Republican’ts

Guns, money and God;
A Republican’t be bothered
With using their brain.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Agree to Disagree.”
Inspired by an old friend who attacks me once a year in November with a diatribe of craziness.

The Owl and Nightingale…excerpt into a tanka

Where new seed is sown
Sparrow, goldfinch, rook, and crow
Do not dare come near
If your body is dangling
Close at hand to the boundary.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Connect the Dots.”
From Middle English Literature page 82  “The Owl and the Nightingale” – sentence three is line 1129-1132 – Translated from early Middle English into a Tanka.

Brigitte – the sequel

How awesome that in
This infinite universe
We found each other.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Audience of One.”

Meat

Eating meat: a God
Given American right…
I want to throw up.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Bone of Contention.”

Iliad

Rage: just four letters,
Just one word, packed with power
Enough to raze Troy.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Call Me Ishmael.”