Tanka
Chinese Earth Quake
Her peoples are coping well
Without pale pastors
And priests getting in the way
Talking of god’s love for man
Tanka
A writer can’t bear
The silence of a blank page
And with muddy words
Fills the page with his bellows,
Despairs and destroys the page.
Zen.
Peace is…
A hidden
Blank page
Dilemma
What
I needed
I no longer
Want.
What
I need now
I no longer
Have.