guitar - tanka triptych
Tanka Triptych Poetry Contest // Sponsored by: John Andersen
( 1st Place )
Written: August 26, 2025
the waiting
beside the old chair
my guitar waits in stillness
strings asleep in dust
the moment my fingers reach
the silence bends into sound
the voice
a low trembling voice
rises from its wooden chest
shaping all my hours
midnight sorrow braided through
with the thread of restless hope
the afterglow
when the song drifts off
its breath remains inside me
soft as ember-glow
guiding me to start again
with a heart that learns to heal
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