Tanka Whirl



  echo of geese

heard by an old climber

fallen rock rumbles

reminding him of their retreat

to a cabin of love

 wild island

 covered in velvet fog

 bridge to the summer sky

shrouded in pink and  gold

they followed the birdsong


crossing the meadow

a bird swoops back and forth

looking for her gift of seed,

when will it finally understand

she is not coming again?


a bend in the lane near the cabin

his foot suddenly unstable

he falters, looking up for an instant

the full moonlight flooding his heart

 with her essence


 ©2013 Wabi Sabi

For Sunday Whirl – words  for this week – meadow, bend, lane, unstable, bridge, island, fallen, rock, retreat, bird, bear, wild

For Poets United – ‘poetry pantry’

For Carpe Diem ‘free style’