' ' ' ' ' Good Morning Onelia! (Tankas)

Day takes off her dress hangs it on an horizon. Naked now as night her rich black skin glittering with many stuck on stars...stars. ******* Storm knocks on the door. No one there except a moon. Too fat to get in! Stars sitting in window panes wonder where...all humans are? ******* Video slows to slow...mo...as I move through t i m e watching myself take all the time in the world just to get from one second...to...the next. ******* Giant of a man squeezed into little teashop as if a mountain had come to have cream tea. Sips cup...extends his pinkie. ******* Losing the head...hair! Bald as billiard ball now. Growing more hair on his chin for compensation. His head...looks upside...down now! ******* Vines escapes concrete does a runner up the wall. Meets Death at child’s hand. All that effort ripped away idly in a child’s play. ******* Gravestone so old gray gives birth to the exquisite tiny strawberries running riot with a life of their own...laughing at Death. ******* SALAD DAYS I gaze at flowers as horses graze on flowers. Both loving flowers each in our separate ways. I nibbling a nasturtium. Horse looking at a thistle. ******* Scarecrow set alight becoming a WICKERMAN. Moon saying nothing. An owl doesn’t give a hoot. Scarecrow smiling to the end. ******* ONE LITTLE JAPANESE WORD Down on my knees I whisper: “Fuwa! ” & “Fuwa! ” Keep on keeping on even though I can’t go on. I smile: “Indestructible! ”