Cinquain & Tanka

by on January 10, 2014 :: 0 comments

That scar
under your
breast that no one can see,
left by my mouth, mem’ry of me
Come back

Let the bead curtain
parting, lead you through into
avenues long gone
so that we can walk again
seeking our ghosts, in the park.

editors note:

Two distinct poetic forms, linked to show how scars lead to spirits. – mh clay

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