Daver Austin Poet Tanka

Past Lives

One of my past lives appeared without warning
I was so handsome    she without reservation
DAYLIGHT!
(or    was it a dream?)


A prince of Egypt
Just as the ouija board said
In the museum    come face to face with myself
    palest white
                    but nicely wrapped


Met myself one day while walking through the woods
I stopped    looked at me    my wild eyes rolling around
      and then
I wet on a tree


Oh to be reborn    and another crack at things
Prahbupada says    "You would be a tiger
                                                          the way you snarf those burgers"


Oh    it's such nonsense!
She claims to leave her body
                                         float around upstairs
            where she meets old Uncle Ned
                                          long dead    old Ned
             patting her soft    silken head

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Connie Marcum Wong June 2, 2014 at 4:31 AM I so enjoyed reading this Daver. Last poem of the night before bed. Congratulations on it being featured.

Sue Mason November 1, 2008 at 3:48 PM LOL with very clever use of this form. Snarf is a wonderful word ... smile ... So my friend, Daver who is the author of the Atlantis book you mentioned on Mystery IV? You can e-mail if you want to [email protected]

October 27, 2008 at 1:36 PM I got a good chuckle out of this one. Good thing you were "nicely wrapped." The creative format add visual interest to your poem. You may want to change mylelf to myself in the third stanza. Thank you for your kind words regarding my poetry. Keep on writing! Karen

Joseph Spence Sr October 26, 2008 at 4:23 AM I like the topography of this piece. The lay of the poem allows one to pause while reading to get the correct flow of the words. The theme is consistent and the image vivid. Hey, I like the tree and the burger lines. Great job! ~Joseph

Sharon Winter October 25, 2008 at 11:19 AM You are so out there and open to many cosmic influences. Fascinating and fun to read this one! Interesting poet Mr. Daver is putting it mildly. : ) Every read is a journey and a treat. Love, Shar

Michael Jordan October 25, 2008 at 9:04 AM Daver this poem is excellent - Past lives make us who we are today - Great job & God Bless

Kristin Reynolds October 24, 2008 at 7:36 AM Excellent, Daver! I feel my past lives, know them, yet cannot grab on to them completely - those things are slippery - if you know what I mean. Now, as for my contest, please contact PS about that problem, Tracy had that prob once, and they took care of it - I must have your entry sir! Love Kristin