Tanka – Three

I do not know when I will have time to enter things today. I have these tankas I have written since 8:30am, so I am sharing.

In our hands and hearts
What we choose ourselves to be,
Kind, loving people;
Dedicated to gentleness,
Sharing creativity.


Love may not always
Come as hoped nor when we wish
But welcome it is
However and whenever
It so happens to arrive.


Take myself over
Yonder and remain unseen,
Hidden mystery,
For most never look closely
Enough to know who I mean.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan



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