Patience, part three of four (National Poetry Writing Month)
Normally on Fridays for this NaPoWriMo, I've been doing haikus about my gorgeous, talented, whimsical wife. Today, I just needed more syllables, so I switched it up, dropping a tanka on dat azz! Here goes ...
Dancing CSSBusy day tomorrow, so the poem may be later in the evening. Happy Friday, putas!
Media streams after dark
life between pledges
choices we make manifest
together, holding on tight
"Tanka: The Lines of Our Code"
By Hannibal Tabu
with apologies for inverting the sentiments of Sixpence None the Richer
Playing (Music): "You Dropped A Bomb On Me" by The Gap Band
NOTE: Since this blog is automatically imported into my Facebook page, I apologize if you comment on it and I don't respond, as I am taking a sabbatical from social networking for 2010. So me not responding is not personal, I just won't see the comments ... until 2011. Maybe. Also including this disclaimer on blogs, but you're welcome to go to the blog itself and speak your mind, as I may look there ...
posted by Hannibal Tabu, The Operative at
4:04 PM
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