'Forked Tongues' A Tanka Poem by Res John Burman

'Forked Tongues' A Tanka



It is morning and
I have had no sleep... yet still
The sparrows chatter

Do they speak the truth... d'you think
Or do they speak with forked tongues
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Copyright © Res JFB 7th September 2010

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Res John Burman

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London, Middlesex, England
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