Michael Sender Poet Tanka

Extended Japanese Tanka Poem

School Day Memories

My childhood relived
In memory's inner senses
Touch, nose, ears and eyes

Pain as I slip on waxed floor
Tears at the sight of my blood
The smell of iodine ointment

Hearing the school bell
Seeing my mother waiting

Yesterday's childhood revisited
Memory has no tomorrow

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Old Buck November 19, 2017 at 1:56 PM My childhood memories are filled with "could a, should a, would a's. Too much regret, I seldom look back unless prompted. Thanks for sharing this work with all of us on the soup. Keep them coming. oldbuck

Patricia Cresswell November 19, 2017 at 1:54 PM A piece that sends me down memories laneway. Iodine how I hated it; my fathers answer for every traumatic occasion. I love this poem. Oh and if you need anything I will try and help. Sorry you had iodine too.