My Morning Began (Tanka) Poem by Res John Burman

My Morning Began (Tanka)



'Blackbird'

My morning began
Hunting for the Early Worm
Fuel for my life

It's a well fed blackbird sings
The most exquisite love songs
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'Grey Squirrel'

My morning began
Stealing that which was not mine
This is my nature

The Divine Hand that made me
Bade me thrive ~ so I obey
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'Mother's Headstone'

My morning began
Taking bluebells to Mother
Maybe the last time

However ~ the less I come
The closer our next meeting
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Copyright © Res JFB 11th May 2010

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London, Middlesex, England
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