Tanka Rain Poems | Tanka Poems About Rain
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In forest dark where trees bend low
beneath a slice of half moon’s glow,
silent shadows waver there,
chilled by gusts of autumn air.
Quavering, as if afraid,
they fall on stumps from trees decayed.
among those stumps the shadows creep
and shroud a form that seems asleep.
Lightning flashes . . . Thunder peals.
A sight forlorn the light reveals
a man, quite dead, in woolen coat,
with scarf of death left on his throat.
The shadows saw, and now they quake,
lone witnesses in murder’s wake.
They cannot speak, but if they could,
they’d tell all travelers of the wood:
"We’re not the foe. It’s one of you
that makes us tremble as we do.
Although we loom and cause you fear,
something worse is lurking here."
Then Thunder echoes in accord
as from the sky, cold rain is poured.
And silent shadows start to shrink
into a night of blackened ink.
At a dead man’s throat
lies the rain drenched woolen scarf
that stifled his screams.
Cold Wind howls through decayed trees -
witnesses in the shadows.
For Debbie Guzzi's Metamorph Poetry Contest
a rhyming poem changed to a tanka
Three gifts from Heaven
All priceless in their appeal
Yes.. Faith, Hope and Love
They descend on us like rain
And the greatest of these.. Love!
Contest: Regina's "Faith, Hope and Love Tanka"
Poet: Lyric Man
Out in a rainfall;
Hopeful but woeful waters,
Lightning wretchedly dances,
Thunders echoed and resound...
the rain splashing down
contemplation rear its head
lips tasting and exploring
rain a distant memory
Inspired by the rainy weather in Cape Town
Translucent orbs fell
Surreptitiously out of
Heaven’s opened door
Canvassing arid landscapes
With liquid condensation
Clouds cover the sun
endlessly they swirl around
darker and darker
the sky turns an inky black
plip plip the firts rain drops fall
with my child
on my shoulder, i walk
in the long rain
carrying the heaviness
of shattered dreams