James Fraser Poet Tanka

Eventuality, Befalls To Silence

Tapping fingers, pulse ~
The awaiting, ones sweating 
Anticipating ~
Message received, codes now read
Slowly keys turn, silo's open ~










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February 13, 2011 at 8:18 AM Thought provoking poem. Such a creative perspective. Keep on writing my friend. Thank you for your comment. Karen

Wilma Neels February 13, 2011 at 1:37 AM Stunning write James, I love the anticipation you create with your Tanka, hope your weekend is a stunning one :) Wilma

Nette Onclaud February 12, 2011 at 4:00 AM a thriller that thrills! wonderful, james.. hope this is for the dream tanka; winning wishes to you! :) huggs, nette

C.C Bloomsfield February 12, 2011 at 2:56 AM deep one james. .much said here

Andrea Dietrich February 11, 2011 at 9:02 PM ooooh, was this for dream contest, more a nightmare!! Great title too, james.

Joe Inka February 11, 2011 at 8:18 PM Yikes, That is one ominous write. Well done

Robert Pettit February 11, 2011 at 5:55 PM The world is always one button push away from massive destruction. Great descriptive tanka.