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 .

My photo clicked at Casita, Mauritius.

Thank you for viewing and reading, dear friends.

Happy Saturday.

Happy Summer Day.

Anita Bacha.