Ripples in the Sand
TSA Members Anthology 2016
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the cool spray
on our upturned faces
that spring
we fell madly in love
with walking in the rain
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Tanka Society Anthology 2016
the last dove
slips into the mist
I bid farewell
to my mother’s memories of me…
they are not me
Ribbons Tanka Cafe
Autumn 2016
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the light breeze
on our old sailboat
was always perfect
year after year
the lies we tell each other
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Ribbons
Autumn 2016
Tinywords
October 21, 2016
bluest sky
at its best with clouds
the deep contrast
opens a space in my soul
for wonder
Chrysanthemum An Internet Magazine
Autumn 2016
holding hands
through the long day
sunlight and shadow
we walk each other
toward sunset
Chrysanthemum-An Internet Journal # 20
Autumn 2016
