this strange desire
to dance in the light
of the moon
and vanish
without trace

Modern English Tanka V3 No3 Spring 2009

flowering cherry -
no one seems to notice me
slip into that world

in my hand
the weightless shape
of a moth's wing

spring rain -
my shadow leaves me
along the path

spring dawn -
dropping a stone
in the lake
it ripples
right through me

Modern English Tanka V3 No2 Winter 2008

spring rain -
the dark edge of a cloud
shapes the sky

downstream
a handful of blossoms
and a promise

spring rain -
blossoms in the puddle
fill the sky