Collection of Ancient Tanka

Collection of Ancient Tanka
Collection of Ancient Tanka

Collection of Ancient Tanka

A

Lay my head on shale

to gather thoughts on darkness

high up on the peak

only drink dew from the pine

presence in song of songbird.

 

Someone looks for me

I can feel a lone presence

through the shaded pine

around thick manzanita

hidden in this chilly air.

 

While waiting alone

someone who will not arrive

notice the evening

dusk similar to horizon

ponder a wider existence.

 

Flowers of pleasant

thought quickly leave my pained mind

I want to pick greens

for salad to make and share

but the snow fell on my art.

 

Early morning camp

the deer gather around tent

push our way through flanks

to brew morning hot coffee

heat my hands around first cup.

 

You will never come

meet me in Autumn evening

similarity

grey of moment before night

this will always cause deep hurt.

 

B

Color leaves with age

or death whichever comes first

whether color leaves

petal of dying flowers

or our flesh in our own worlds.

 

Once again alone

shadow of clouds on valley

moving very slow

over ragged foliage

not one breathing creature stirs.

 

Try not to smile much

like mountainside of flowers

to give away love

quieter to hold a frown

straight line in black and white room.

 

Slowly we wither

each flower like human being

slow dessication

to wilt and fall from stalk

as spring creates another.

 

Someone passes by

I wonder who would believe

at this time of night

clear of clouds stars brighten sky

a lone moon falls beyond pale.

 

C

Involuntary

every step on this path

but we have the sun

the moon and every star

or at least these memories.

 

Singing Cicada

sings alone in the sagebrush

move feet in blanket

alone in winter season

surrounded by silent snow.

 

After bomb cyclone

tore limbs from various trees

sit in murky pond

create a geometry

symmetry a balanced art.

 

During anxious night

to pace while waiting for rise

light begins morning

with as much pounding anger

as the moonlight was before.

 

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Jamie Lee Hamann

My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry. I started writing for TCE around 2015 and since then I have finished seven collections of poetry and plans for more. I currently live in Lemmon Valley NV with my family. If you desire to find my other work on the internet feel free to stop by my website simplepoetics.weebly.com. The website offers articles on poetry, poems, and links to all my other writing.

3 thoughts on “Collection of Ancient Tanka

  • March 11, 2023 at 7:51 AM
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    Great tanka verses Jamie. I love how you paint the picture so well in your words. I need to work on that in my own poetry. Maybe I’ll take a few lessons. Good work

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  • March 13, 2023 at 8:08 AM
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    Thank you Phyllis and Paul. I think all of us have created a classroom for ourselves were are learning incredible lessons as we share. Great writing with all of you. Jamie

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