I know – a poem

There are things I can’t see
right here in front of me
but I know

I know

I’m too tired to flee
running to be free
but I go

I go

Please God hear my pleas
I’m down on my knees
please save me

save me

I’m hanging from this tree
with no words from thee
no guarantee

guarantee

Will I see you soon
please kill this typhoon
pain and misery

misery

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Stumbling on: A Tanka Poem.

The breeze caresses

like your longing fingertips

fate glides through my mind

with lightning, thunder and pain

I stumble on day by day.

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