Tankas
by Jeffrey Sward
 

Frigid bitter night
The lake kisses the darkness
The lighted pyre drifts
Bright orange flames dance in the sky
Float softly dear friend, farewell

"The Idea"

Each snake is a thought
The mind a giant barrel
A thousand snakes writhe
Slimy collisions bristle
One snake glows a vibrant hue


 

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