Flood - Tanka Poem by Don Pearson

Flood - Tanka



(For Anne Gwynn)

The door forced open,
Flood waters swirl inside
Bearing life and death.
In retreat, they leave presents,
Drowned hens, a boot, mud-caked dreams.

19th August 2012

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