The first thing I notice
you are sprouting wings–
I once had huge flamingo pinks.
I traded them in for dragonfly wings.
They work just as well.
no one knows
you can fly
everything is smaller now lighter now B I G doesn't mean better dewdrop wings dewdrop worlds
But do as you please fly to Texas toot big guns howdy partner come along cowboy ride my bronco Angel man keep growing those wings together... we'll fly out of here. Genie Nakano, 2016--revised, August 17, 2021
2 thoughts on “Wings~~Tanka/Prose”
Cheryl, I am sure you have wings. I have learned much from you reading your stories. Tho we are both the same age.I feel you are much wiser.
Lovely Tanka poems, Genie. Maybe I have wings and didn’t know it. Sometimes my spirit soars! This post reminds me of how it feels! ❤