sailors love but one
tho’ lonely a love it is
the sea’s seduction
port o’ calls are fleeting spells
hearts are broken with the bells
With but two submissions in response to today’s prompt, and with one, by my count, off by a syllable, seems my work has been completed already for me. And work well done it is…’tis, indeed.
It is my pleasure to present to you our tanka selection by Josh Wrenn…
Brandy good to drink
So smooth on my waiting tongue
Not good for liver
Never lonely with Brandy
Killing me but I can’t stop
Thank you very much to both authors for sharing their very fine poetry with us.