by a lightning strike
a street child
in the rain reaches
for her reflective tarp
#tankathursday #tankapoem
the meandering path
of a lightning strike
shows each time
things didn’t work out —
you always can begin again
by a lightning strike
a street child
in the rain reaches
for her reflective tarp
#tankathursday #tankapoem
the meandering path
of a lightning strike
shows each time
things didn’t work out —
you always can begin again
they say lightning
never strikes in the same place twice — must be why
there can only ever be
one you
#tankathursday #tankapoem
summer lightning
scatters its echoes
in city corners
we strain to hear each other
over our own shouting
they say lightning
never strikes in the same place twice — must be why
there can only ever be
one you
#tankathursday #tankapoem
summer lightning
scatters its echoes
in city corners
we strain to hear each other
over our own shouting
and the tennis ball . . .
retirement planning
and the tennis ball . . .
retirement planning