Michael J. Falotico Poet Tanka

Walking In Front of the Moon

Sleeping through the day..
The world turns like still pages..
I prowl the night slow..
While my eyes adjust to dark..
The moonlight hits my shoulders..  

The shadow cascades..
My path shown by tree lined roads..
But no distant view..
Only questions left to thought..
Do I dream when I'm awake?


"Tanka me a Moonlight Dream"
contest...
written by Michael J Falotico

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Sara Kendrick February 7, 2012 at 2:38 PM Very expressive and creative work..Good question presented..Enjoyed reading this afternoon..Thanks for the kind review of my work..Yes, I desire chocolate but I need apples and oranges..Go Figure..Sara

Carol Sunshine Brown December 6, 2011 at 11:10 AM Congratulations on your win in Tracie's "Moonlight Dreams" contest Michael. Love, Carol

Charlotte Puddifoot December 5, 2011 at 5:20 PM a very thoughtful and intriguing take on the theme, "the world turns like still pages" is a great line, congrats! :-)

Audrey Haick December 4, 2011 at 2:39 PM Congratulations on a very fine win, Michael. Love the imagery of the moonlight cascading. Love, Annalise

Bob Quigley December 4, 2011 at 9:49 AM Really well done Michael. Congratulations on a well deserved win.

Dinda Minardi December 4, 2011 at 8:51 AM "The moonlight hits my shoulders" you got it, Michael! You got it.

Olusegun Arowolo December 3, 2011 at 11:11 PM Fine write,Mike.'while my eyes adjust to dark,moonlight hits my shoulders..."Nice picture you`ve painted here.Congratulations!

Poet Destroyer A November 28, 2011 at 8:05 PM wow! and well well Michael... this is amazing.. truly i am inspired by the beauty hitting your shoulders... i love that line.. i also love the way.. shadows own there own night, by cascading one on one... good luck in the contest..Enjoyed;-) thank you for sharing your wonderful poem. Have yourself a good night,.. always,..p.d.

M.I.A . November 28, 2011 at 7:38 PM you captured the mystery of the moon with this beautiful tanka

Andrea Dietrich November 26, 2011 at 9:10 PM wow, you did this theme excellently, Michael. VERY cool!

Bl Devnath November 26, 2011 at 11:48 AM It's a very fantastic tanka, question raised on "Do I dream when I awake", nice write, my friend. Best of luck. bl

Katherine Stella November 26, 2011 at 10:38 AM this deserves a 10 mike simply beautiful content my friend also this would look great on a canvass painting too love the last stanza also thanks for your always warm support to my writes keep up the wonderful writing dear one enjoyed this read blessings to you and family Mike

Broken Butterfly November 26, 2011 at 6:12 AM I really like your Tanka Dream Michael. Especially like the line the world turns like still pages. Many great images created in this poem. I am working on a Quatern Poem today for Dr. Mehta. Started it last night and I am somewhat stuggling. But I am determined.

Tahera Mannan November 25, 2011 at 9:40 PM The moonlight hits my shoulder, I love this Michael. You have given me an inspiration for a rhyme. Thanks for your comments on mine.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart November 25, 2011 at 8:44 PM lovely lines Michael luv.. should do so well in the contest with amazing visuals .. thankxx for my big win in your contest .. sorry my hand is really not cooperating for me to stay on PS long.. or type.. so miss u ..luv..xoxo..

Cory Long November 25, 2011 at 2:00 PM this is beautiful michael.. Love it!!

Wilma Neels November 25, 2011 at 12:18 PM While you are awake are the best dreams I reckon, there isn't that weird feeling when you wake up in the middle of a dream and sometimes wonder what would have happened hehe.. I got off track again.. Stunning entry Mr. F, love the "The moonlight hits my shoulders..." all the best for the contest, love wilma

Gwendolen Song November 25, 2011 at 11:43 AM There is so much to ponder in this poem...it's as if you could even be sleepwalking....or even a trance. Read thru many times...this will have to go in your Vol. II of poems. :) Gwendolen Michael J. Falotico November 25, 2011 at 11:52 AM I didn't know there was a vol.1 there happy feet!!!! lol.... love to make you ponder...

Tony Lane November 25, 2011 at 9:13 AM Nicely written Michael. Up at 6 yesterday to smoke the turkeys I felt like I was walking in a dream most of the day.

Sarah Seraphin November 25, 2011 at 8:35 AM * "'Do I Dream When I'm Awake' * I Believe That One Must Always Hold Fast Unto Dreams * My Dear Sweet Michael * Without Dreams to Be In Part Our Light Then * Many Things Simply & Slowly Die * Colours Rich Turn Unto A Somber Shade In Gray * Where Is The Joy * Very Beautiful My Dear * Luv Always * Sarah." *