Diane M Quinlan Poet Tanka

Cruising Along the Waves, Burn,Tick-Tock

CRUISING ALONG THE SEA WAVES   © Tanka 

White sheets billow forth
Winds drive the sale boaters out
Through deeper crowned waves
Sea-tides ‘might’ held fast by reigns
 Not complying right or left!
 
 BURN © Tanka 

Touch fire it does hurt 
A flame sends comfort borders  
Big fires small fires flare
Oxygen’s freeing from time
Be made aware to confine!
 


TICK-CLOCK TIMING ©  Tanka

Sixty counts one minute
Sixty counts one hour stronger  
Counting days and nights
Mind-boggling black holes suck all
Into an infinity!

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