Res John Burman
'Winter Storms Tanka' - Poem by Res John Burman
I hear winter rain
Tap tapping on the window
Like some urgent call
Is there not one last journey
Across the far horizon?
Wind and water blow
Winter storms surround me here
Trapped in Northern climes
Oh to hear the temple bells
Smell the incense on the breeze
copyright © Res JFB 2nd December 2009
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