September 18, 2017
2:34 pm
2:34 pm
(Tanka Poem)
Nicky
Nicky
1.
I hear a voice
screaming in scrimmage laughter
touch silent lament
beneath the color of black
bleeding red in a blind world
I hear a voice
screaming in scrimmage laughter
touch silent lament
beneath the color of black
bleeding red in a blind world
2.
A voice I hear
laughter in scrimmage screaming
silent lament touch
the color of black beneath
a blind world bleeding in red
A voice I hear
laughter in scrimmage screaming
silent lament touch
the color of black beneath
a blind world bleeding in red
Deborah R Shaw
The Silent Stalker
The Silent Stalker
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