Tanka – Plain Jane

Tanka #4

queen bee ‘s motto is
to not lift a finger as
she might break a nail
if a foolish fool does not
obey her pinkish pink wand.

~Poem 15

freshly baked cookies
exit a rusted oven
while knitting mittens
tangled threaded opticals
chant tales like a time machine.

~Poem 14

Grandparents are a blessing
(Picture credits: Unknown; Source: Google images)

on Saturn’s fourth ring

she casts a paradigm shift

erasing errors

with one leg atop the left

as stardust slips through her fists.

~Poem 13

Perched on Saturn’s rings
(Picture credits: Unknown; Source: Google images)

ageing with outrage

for warmth to be outdated

a three chambered heart

harshly dipped in cold lava

red is blood and love no more.

~Poem 12