Night Tankas
deep in the pool
the harvest moon
bleak and surreal
too soon the image
dissolves in space
MOON TANKA
a single owl screech
breaks the silent
November night-
the Hunters moon
waxes blue
Copyright © Brian Strand | Year Posted 2007
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