Thursday 18 October 2007

Tankas by Helen Renaux

The fiery red sun
Sank slowly beyond the sea
Lighting up the sky
With hues of red, orange, gold
And clouds had silver linings

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Writers’ solitude
Should not be disturb-ed
A thought can be lost
And a vacant space is left
To fill at another time

1 comment:

Caryl said...

Guess the lobster would be happy to be loved after all. x