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Love Tanka Poems | Tanka Poems About Love

These Love Tanka poems are examples of Tanka poems about Love. These are the best examples of Love Tanka poems written by international PoetrySoup poets

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As One Together

moon and stars above
warm summer night breeze blowing
arms wrapped around me
closeness makes my body weak
your breath, the warm breeze, I melt
our hearts together
beat now as one forever
till death do us part
A Mesh Of Forms Contest of Russell Sivey Written by Carol Brown 03/22/2012 Using the forms Tanka & Senryu 1st Place Winner


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Where Reveries Reside

Tears subside,
hushed breaths draw ebbing tide,
soft virgin sands, un-walked and damp, shine.

A delicate filigree of silvery brine
brings an interlude where grief and beauty entwine,
gently swaying between now and then.

Thoughts of ‘remember when’
stir again.

Scattered far and wide,
bygones shimmer in rock pools,
scents on breezes ride...
elusive remnants of love
under bitter-sweet moonlight.

There is a place where reveries reside,
ensconced in time between the lows and highs,
where troubles disappear in ocean’s sighs
and hopes return with happiness inside.

Where shades of blue, and rose hues coincide
to nurture promises of sweet reprise,
there is a place where reveries reside,
ensconced in time between the lows and highs.

A haven to reflect on love’s divide,
recall that smile, the twinkle of those eyes
with fondness, then let woven dreams arise
with threads of gilded memories to guide...
this is the place where reveries reside.





**For Jared Pickett's Trois Par Huit /Tanka/Rondel contest


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A Trio of Whiteness

The One Lilies were lifting white faces up to the sun. I gazed up at him as he leaned down to kiss me. . . He - a white knight - was the one. White - A Love Story White was the blanket on which we lay under the clouds of that warm April day. White were the lilies perfuming the air. How happy was I - my white knight was there. Summer arrived; on sand gleaming white we lay in the sun and kissed until night. White was the gold of the ring that I wore and bright like the love of the one I adored. White was the dress I carefully chose for our special day, and white was the rose he placed on our bed, its sheets - white as milk - were smooth like his skin and woven in silk. White was the snow our first Christmas day before all the whiteness got swept away! In the dark casket, his face seemed so pale as I bent to kiss my true love farewell. At My White Knight’s Grave into stone cold ground his black casket was lowered. . . snow fell all around tanka/rhyme/senryu Inspired by Anthony Slauson's Whiteness Poetry Contest


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A Love Note to my Dream Boat

come to me by night when the world has gone to sleep ~in my bed I wait~ come blanket me with your love rock me awake to passion.


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My Valentine Gift

-Seashell- this shell for your ear on a cold winter’s morning echoes of summer listen, and recall our nights cradled by sand, veiled by stars


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Lost in Japan

Origami soul
Pressed in rice paper tightly
A tomb of beauty
Memory of Geisha's heart
Tsunami tears in albums...

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Under Moonlight

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                               hand caresses
                               the empty pillow 
                               under moonlight 
                                  white line on finger
                                  that used to shine




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The Image of You

The image of you floating o u t s t r e t c h e d on the pond while bathed in moon glow flits sometimes across my mind like a gold-winged butterfly For Tanka me this, Tanka me that, Tanka me any poem you want :-) Poetry Contest


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'Blowing A Kiss To You'


With a skyward glance I am counting stars tonight hope that you are too because every star you see signify a kiss from me *dedicated to Mr. Inverness, James Fraser*
For MJF ©050820121900


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ripples

a wrinkled grin
on grandfather's face -

seeing my future
etched deeply in those lines, 
I grin right back










March 1st, 2012


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