afamily livesinapinkhouse— intheyard severalchildrenplay andthingsappearnormal #tanka #monotanka
thismorning bypassingcoffee islowdown justtothinkofthislife andthisfloatingworld #tanka #monotanka
morningcomes planningtogetamanicure readingabook onMartyrsistareattheir pomegranatelikewounds #tanka #monotanka
thepaperdolls ontheshelf mockinglywatchme trytofit atenyroldsuit #tanka #monotanka
droppingin onlytodropoffmybags idecidetowalk thedarkstreetsofmy neighborhood deepinthought #tanka #monotanka
workshiftfinallyover lonelywalkhome ignoredbythemoon ievaluatemylife asusual #tanka #monotanka
myface inthemirror thisrainymorning yours missingstill
#tanka #monotanka
#monotanka
pleased to be part of
"Da Da Da, I don't love you, you don't love me"
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munching on candy another Saturday getting home late stripping clothes off i become naked shadow
#monotanka #monoka
to a local bar for day-drinking, catching several male eyes over salted peanuts
#monotanka
bought a roadside *glizzy, heading to work full of hatred for Summer
#monotanka
*hot dog
dispensing with 'poetic politeness' shall i write exactly what i feel and think?
#monotanka
Sunday noon—how 'unsacred' i am, wanting to fuck the first fine man i see
#monotanka
in the twilight, other-worldly glow of granular sugar in the glass jar
#monotanka
barely in the house—stripping off every piece of clothes at the door
#monotanka
thundering of the church organ my son smiling running wildly through marigolds
#monotanka #monoka
child of the giant peach in me a rummaging and crash of dark waves
#monotanka #monoka
night deepens first one guest then another passes by—eating cookies
#monotanka #monoka
at the bottom. of a murky river. like koi. wearing darkness with style. let me hide from this world
#monotanka #poetry
the words. 'homicide' and 'genocide '. sibling phrases—. down the street someone. burning trash and leaves
#monotanka #poetry
dreaming. of being in a grave. another day of working... we're accustomed. to this insanity
#monotanka #poetry
relentlessly falling rain—. i assume. every generation. humans regress back. to animalistic beginnings
#monotanka #poetry
quietness. of this southern city,. familiar barrage. of divisiveness. much like those pandemic years
#monotanka #poetry
Doctor Sonia Sanchez created her own form based on the #haiku, she calls hers #sonku.
often I want to create my own form as well. i did craft a one line #tanka called #monotanka and at one time I was going to call it #ichigyohka (one lined song).
am i a good parent?. sleeping children's faces. accuse me loudly—. lighting a cigarette. i don't need
#monotanka #onelinetanka #poetry
turning 10pm. watching the cameras. watching some man. move up and down. these warm hallways
#monotanka #onelinetanka #poetry
because #tanka is a poetry made of five sound unit groupings which in English has been translated to mean '5 lines;' when i experiment with #monotanka (one line tanka, a term i coined/created back in 2008 i think) to show the '5 pts' I would use periods. you can see this in the few pieces ive shared
wanting. Mokichi's capital. full of red streetlamps—. wrapping my coat. tighter around my form
#monotanka #onelinetanka #poetry
temperature dropping—. thinking. i want a rosary. though i haven't been. Catholic in over twenty years
#monotanka #poetry #onelinetanka
dip of the old pick-up, traveling an endless road through the heart of Nebraska—he's preoccupied
#monotanka #poetry