aftershine
golden sky
above me
free within
moonlit night
stars shining
dark insight
turn the key
to the vault
of heaven
the sky unseen
in the wildness of the spring sky
my dreams are unlocked by the key
yearning to gambol through clouds
while winds whip up vast clouds
of desert dust into the empty blue sky
as I spend another morning tapping keys
building worlds of words where I am the key
yet all the future moments are cloudy
and I’ve cast a horoscope from empty sky
seeking a sky unseen, key to cutting through
clouds of misunderstanding
tanka
early morning sky
poppy orange it’s blooming
day awakening
untouched potentials spout
from this old man’s pile of verse
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