National Poetry Month: Series of Tanka poems

Shredded thoughts and dreams
combusts into fractured neurons
A maelstrom of pain
invigorated senses
illuminate the path home.


The sky splits open
and hail heralds the death cries
the fury of wind
rips and shreds the countryside
and lays bare our earths’ innards.


Harsh words penetrate
self lost in the halls of time
body forged in fire
words transform the soul and mind
but not all is left behind.


Fractal created by me summer of 2016. It’s a representation of the chaos of pain, and how we hide it all inside these confines of our demeanor, but sometimes it leaks free despite all our attempts to hold it at bay.

By Aibird

Open the door, step inside. Here you find a forest, teeming with animals and birds, which sweeps up the sides of snow-capped mountains. Here in the small pocket of beauty, one finds the essence of my soul. A writer at heart, I delve deep into the finer details of humanity's spirit, and seek to share with others what gems I uncover. I find life exciting and full of interesting surprises, and despite the great pain that often confronts me, I persevere with the joy in my heart still bubbling, and the light of my soul still aflame. There is a time and a place to introspect one's self, but often enough it is best to not look back in regret, but leap forward in the present toward the achievement of one's deepest dreams. I am a wanderer. An explorer. One place cannot contain me for long, but to my friends and family, I remain loyal, for love is not bound by time nor place. Once cultivated and nourished continuously, it binds people together on a journey through the unknown reaches of life.

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