Calling through distance
The light echoes sentiment-
Screaming for brilliance,
Yet so subtle and subdued
But piercing through the dark clouds.

As the day flashes
Moments slip through their constraints;
a cataclysm-
denoted by holes in walls
from stopping time on a dime.

Closed eyes veil a hope;
yet the colors shine blindly.
and through their darkness
the eyes are shown, painfully
the beauties they dare not see.

04/28/2003

Author's Note: first attempts at tanka.

Posted on 04/28/2003
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