gazing with remorse
lovely view from mountain top
i pine for your love
dark thoughts cross my troubled mind
our last farewell in a café
Anita Bacha
Thank you for your visit, my dear friends.
Gazing with remorse – A tanka poem by Anita Bacha
Tag: tanka
Layers of Black Clouds – A Tanka Poem by Anita Bacha
layers of black clouds
rain presses down in needles
a distant fogbow
dawn’s white waves break on the shore
magic spell of a new day
anita bacha
Happy Tuesday, my dear friends. Thank you for your visit.
Sun Is Going Down – A Tanka Poem by Anita Bacha
Sun is going down,
Silvery ripples yo-yo,
Neath catamaran,
Morn waves roar and crash on shore,
On horizon sailing boats .
Thank you for viewing and reading, dear friends.
Happy Saturday.
Happy Summer Day.
Anita Bacha.
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