0
votes

Renga 12

posted August 24, 2006 - 8:32am
Renga 12

Each day, a new birth,
she twirls across the surface
of this age-lined palm.

Your hand, a symbol, shall heal--
dream to touch the face of god.

God's face, weathered,
softens my own with twilight--
verse once more shall fail.

Verse, a fishing net cast to sea-
space, catches dark-eyed words.

Author: Antonia Dwells
-A +A

Tags:
  • 23 reads

Comments

Post new comment

  • Lines and paragraphs break automatically.
  • You can use BBCode tags in the text. URLs will automatically be converted to links.
  • Allowed HTML tags: <p> <br> <b> <a> <em> <strong> <cite> <code> <ul> <ol> <li> <dl> <dt> <dd> <img> <span> <object> <param> <embed> <table> <tr> <td> <div>
  • Web page addresses and e-mail addresses turn into links automatically.

More information about formatting options

Join Xomba Today

Do you like to write? Would you like to make a little extra money on the side? These people do. Join the Xomba community today.
Become a Member