Ten tanka for time
i.
wind drumming wildly
announces spring’s arrival
on these early days
where soon sunshine and blossom
daub life’s canvas of time
ii.
rain painting streetscapes
ebony over grey sand
bouncing on iron rooves.
reminders of songs beyond
this passing moment of time
iii.
day’s cacophony
interrupted by crickets
greeting warm evenings
beyond strict sunset curfew
concerto, barely tempered
iv.
lone acacia stands
by twisting grey riverbed
where storytellers
gathered round evening campfires
sharing ancient memories
v.
hand-beaten wind chimes
reverberating with tunes
echoing lifetime’s
music and forgotten song,
laughter which built our loving
vi.
then new song morning
with a wattlebird beyond
roof lines where we sense
jubilation long after
deep midnight’s silent groundwork
vii.
singing early with
rain to remind us the drought
has broken, this time
too short to bring confidence
our earth’s climate is healing
viii.
rain’s melody hints
ancient harmony of spheres
sun, moon, and planets
as celestial ensemble
amending disharmony
xi.
time’s orchestra plays
its own tune, once discordant,
next in agreement
when instruments are tuned fine
to follow set music scores
x.
festivities shared
as we look moonward again
wondering once more
if others loved as we do
on planets outside our ken.
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