Tag Archives: Tanka

Voodoo Woman

Tangerine sun sinks behind live oaks dripping with musky Spanish moss wild gleam in agate eyes, Voodoo woman waits ‘til the time is right.      

Someone Else

The writing prompt at the dVerse Poets Club is Fire. You started a fire like never before, and now you can’t put it out. Don’t start something that someone else has to finish.