Seasonal TankaA Poem by The Last Dragoon[Fall]
November twilight, deep shadows and smokey mist. She lies beside me, blankets on a hardwood floor Oak logs ablaze in the hearth.
[Winter]
Midwinter stillness: hear the Milky Way shimmer. In its grand ballroom the Northern Lights dance lightly above the silent desert.
[Spring]
Young morning sun pours through a green lacework window, warms this winter home. desert peach and desert plum sprinkled anew pink and green
[Summer]
I hear her soft breath and the rustle of blankets. Why I am bewitched by exotic melodies adrift on the desert wind?
[Summer]
Meltwater cocktails, folded napkin, lipstick smeared, two empty lounge chairs. A hint of perfume lingers after the melody ends. © 2017 The Last Dragoon |
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1 Review Added on June 16, 2017 Last Updated on June 16, 2017 AuthorThe Last DragoonLas VegasAboutI write to unwind. Professional writer, jazz drummer. more..Writing
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