Three Tanka

3 Tanka
Tanka (more or less)
I live inside
 A magnificent maze
 Of colour purple 
 My wife wears a florid robe
 I see two moons and five balloons


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The place I love
My organised chaos studio 
Tomorrows` likelihood
Under coffee stained ideas
A place where pens disappear  
  

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A sandstone heap 
A child could play here forever
An Island in the field 
The Bush atop my banner
The king share it with rabbits
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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