A Trio of Tankas

I think of greenbriar
in the early months of spring
their tendrils waving —
like me, they look for something
to bring them up to the light

Flitting in and out
of the brush beside the trail
the small bird beckons
entreating me to follow
where it knows I cannot go

I’m faced with a choice
two paths through the springtime wood
both calling to me —
I know, yes, I must decide
or simply stand there alone

18 thoughts on “A Trio of Tankas”

    1. Thanks, Christie. The trail that inspired those poems is a funny place: Big picture, it’s a reclaimed construction site with audible car noise; small picture, there’s a lot of beauty to take in. I enjoy it.


  1. Perhaps I’m imagining even more yet it seems you’ve shown the yearning we’ve all felt during this pandemic year, the one for ‘before’, the one of choices we cannot make. Beautifully done, Tim

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  2. What I love about this poem (besides the nod to Frost, of course) is this sense throughout the standards of wanting to take the next step – or even just A next step – and waiting for whatever it is to show you which way to go. It would be nice, in those moments of choice, to have that sort of a nudge…

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