A Sinking Star
Me and this sea realm,
and a fickle wind sneezing
against the sails
like the Hesperus into
fistfuls of dark inked water
A tanka 31-syllables (5.7.5.7.7). Written for Poetic Bloomings “sailing”. Image from Unsplash. ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting on Twitter
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