String of Three Tanka Poetry
fire, flying, imagery, life, love, moon, sun,
Not I said she to me
Would I said she of me be
A moth drawn to light
No heat of fool’s gold necklaces
Would make a warming breath singe!
My strong wings will soar
Covering proper distances to sleep
Where true bright light points
Real life’s fortunes will fulfill
My day and night time longings!
I have love to share
And will make that gift hold true
When coupled to take flight
Down inroads and out rides far
Wedded wing to wing bred on tour!
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