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In Brighton (2 Tanka)
by Julie Adams
around the green trim
I followed a young turtle
king of the garden
lost in the dense foliage
solitude dances with wind
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through my hair, gently
the beach oxygen wiggles
between locks and thoughts
in deep breaths, the children laugh
dragging buckets to the shore
02/10/2006 Posted on 02/10/2006
Copyright © 2025 Julie Adams
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Agnes Eva on 02/15/06 at 03:56 PM ooh I like these. very vivid. in each of them, you have the scene itself, and then this lovely sense of something bigger. they are very inspired. |
| Posted by Jim Benz on 02/16/06 at 01:16 AM I'll agree with Agnes. very nice. |
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