Discover Tanka Poetry For The CSET

Moon madness makes me
Dance in delight under stars
I lift up my hands
And feel my arms grow longer
As they wrap around the moon

By Margaret Cheaseboro

The blue heron cries
White capped waves search for the shore
We walk hand in hand
Finding gentle harmony
Shaping a life together

By David Glass

A lone saxophone
Cries out on the street corner
Sweet, sweet intrusion!
Grim faced commuters rush past -
No time for amazing grace

By David Kirkland

Tanka Poems Without Structure (5-7-5-7-7)
for the third time
this long afternoon
I catch myself
watching the new shadow
of the plant you left me with

By John Barlow

Expecting you
in the garden at dusk
I found a gloworm
in the soft earth – warm
and radiant, waiting, too.

By Sydney Bougy