Five Tanka

Five lines written in the syllabic pattern of 5-7-5-7-7. Here I have five of them to be read, each, as a standalone. Prompt: If you like simplicity, you should try your hand at the form. Tanka are an excellent warm-up for any writing you wish.

Lost in and out of
Times relativity and
Space’s imposition.
Where can I wander without
Myself, who finds me yonder?


You dance me around
Margins following the lines
Imagining we
Return to those moments when
We were one, reality.


We thought we could learn
To live without each other,
But storms battered us
Until we came back calling
For the people we once were.


Touch is mystery
Boldly original with
No filters, constructs;
It is always what is, no
Denying precedence, no.


Love is like ice cream,
A tasty high calorie
Treat, providing energy,
Delighting all our senses,
Yet trickles away with ease.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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