Silver moonlight falls
upon ink darkened water
boats drift out to sea
breeze carries a memory;
clinging together as one.
Soulsister
The Taverna
A Gathering Place for the Members of the Soul Food Cafe
February 19, 2007 in Poetry by soulsister
Silver moonlight falls
upon ink darkened water
boats drift out to sea
breeze carries a memory;
clinging together as one.
Soulsister
Riversleigh Manor
Murmuring Woods
Cyberia, City of Ladies
The Hermitage
On the Road with Enchanteur
The Digital Atelier
The Cave of the Ancients
Lemurian Abbey
Halloween Party, 2006
The Heroine's Journey
Aboard the Calabar Felonway
The Pythian Games
Isle of the Temple People
Isle of Ancestors
The Temple of Solace
Grand Tour
Lemurian Tour
The Gypsy Camp

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February 19, 2007 at 9:44 pm
lorigloyd
I can almost smell the sea. Poignant and well-crafted.
February 19, 2007 at 11:26 pm
cronelogical
Breeze catches memory
and mine drifts outward
with your sails
over the horizon. Fran
February 20, 2007 at 1:55 am
amazonratz
lovely imagery! What exactly is a tanka?
February 20, 2007 at 2:00 am
Heather Blakey
soft breezes
filled with memories
embrace and comfort me.
February 20, 2007 at 4:13 am
quinncreative
Tankas are even older than haikus, and this one is like silk on an exhaled dream.