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Tanka: 21st Century Hamlets

Posted on 3 Days Ago by Leofwine Tanner

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I have had enough
the enemy is with me
sitting on my hands
All of us living Hamlets
Damned which ever way we turn

copyright Francis Barker 2019

Tanka: Bloom

Posted on 5 Days Ago by Leofwine Tanner

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Flowers by themselves
bloom without trying or care
They are all in tune
To grow strong within nature
How else could we truly be?

copyright Francis Barker 2019

Tanka: Father

Posted on 6 Days Ago by Leofwine Tanner

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Though I’ve doubted you
you have been patient with me
I sense the small voice
the calm disguising your care
We are steps along the way

copyright Francis Barker 2019

Haiku: Final Victory

Posted on 7 Days Ago by Leofwine Tanner

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They’re still going down
Our house is put in order
Vigilance observed

copyright Francis Barker 2019

Tanka: Questions

Posted on 8 Days Ago by Leofwine Tanner

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Why was I born now?
Mere chance or is it my fate?
Unanswered questions
A pristine hall of closed doors
Reveal the unbending road

Tanka: The Best Time

Posted on 9 Days Ago by Leofwine Tanner

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It was the best time
Endless summers before school
just mum, cat and me
Our art of simply being
beat the toil of becoming

Tanka: Between the Lines

Posted on 11 Days Ago by Leofwine Tanner

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Leofwine Tanner – Artist, Wordsmith, Astrologer

Tanka: 21st Century Hamlets

I have had enough
the enemy is with me
sitting on my hands
All of us living Hamlets
Damned which ever way we turn

Tanka: Bloom

Flowers by themselves
bloom without trying or care
They are all in tune
To grow strong within nature
How else could we truly be?

Tanka: Father

Though I’ve doubted you
you have been patient with me
I sense the small voice
the calm disguising your care
We are steps along the way

Haiku: Final Victory

They’re still going down
Our house is put in order
Vigilance observed

Tanka: Questions

Why was I born now?
Mere chance or is it my fate?
Unanswered questions
A pristine hall of closed doors
Reveal the unbending road

Tanka: The Best Time

It was the best time
Endless summers before school
just mum, cat and me
Our art of simply being
beat the toil of becoming

Tanka: Between the Lines

Enough is enough
I have a mind of my own
How it could have been
We may never know the truth
hidden between bloody lines

I have had enough the enemy is with me sitting on my hands All of us living Hamlets Damned which ever way we turn

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Flowers by themselves bloom without trying or care They are all in tune To grow strong within nature How else could we truly be?

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Though I’ve doubted you you have been patient with me I sense the small voice the calm disguising your care We are steps along the way

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They’re still going down Our house is put in order Vigilance observed

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Why was I born now? Mere chance or is it my fate? Unanswered questions A pristine hall of closed doors Reveal the unbending road

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It was the best time Endless summers before school just mum, cat and me Our art of simply being beat the toil of becoming

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Enough is enough I have a mind of my own How it could have been We may never know the truth hidden between bloody lines

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I have had enough
the enemy is with me
sitting on my hands
All of us living Hamlets
Damned which ever way we turn

Flowers by themselves
bloom without trying or care
They are all in tune
To grow strong within nature
How else could we truly be?

Though I’ve doubted you
you have been patient with me
I sense the small voice
the calm disguising your care
We are steps along the way

They’re still going down
Our house is put in order
Vigilance observed

Why was I born now?
Mere chance or is it my fate?
Unanswered questions
A pristine hall of closed doors
Reveal the unbending road

It was the best time
Endless summers before school
just mum, cat and me
Our art of simply being
beat the toil of becoming

Enough is enough
I have a mind of my own
How it could have been
We may never know the truth
hidden between bloody lines