National Poetry Month: Sequence of Tanka Inspired by Break My Fucking Sky’s Album Final Breath

Drift on winds of time pulsating drone spears the heart A tremble of notes Sprinkled atop harmony wraps around the panicked mind. . Feet crunch broken rocks gloved hands release the stairway alien landscape ripples with mirages, heat above the star gleams blood red. . Hurricane of pain stabs the mind, body with fire energy… Continue reading National Poetry Month: Sequence of Tanka Inspired by Break My Fucking Sky’s Album Final Breath

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… Continue reading National Poetry Month: Series of Tanka poems