I'm on a cliff, poised
to leap, but long fingers pull at
my sleeves – self hatred
self pity self consciousness.
If I could only ever just –
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Tanka Collection
PoetryTankas are like haikus but slightly longer, for those with slightly longer attention spans. Syllables go 5-7-5-7-7. Tried to intersperse the serious and the humorous. Originally posted on my blog. All photos used are mine, except when noted.
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I'm on a cliff, poised
to leap, but long fingers pull at
my sleeves – self hatred
self pity self consciousness.
If I could only ever just –
