2012年3月1日 星期四

Journal 50: Tanka Poem

sky, clear and sea blue 
waves tickle on the sand
see through, warm water 
shells scatter on clean sand 
sparky light jump everywhere

corner, small and dark
sad little body curve up 
with no one but dull 
tears racing down her face
non-stop crying, and subbing

still and clear water
surrounded by dark green trees   
cloudless, light blue sky 
all perfectly duplicate
on the mirror lake water 

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