(Breaking all sorts of purist rules.)
I must go down to
the sea again! all I ask
is a tiny boat
with two paddles, sunlight on
the waves, and thou beside me
(Apologies to John Masefield and Omar Khayyam)
Prompt 'boat' at Tanka Poets On Site (fb).
solitude –
the luxury of time
all alone
in my own roving mind’s
delicious freedom
Prompt 'solitude' at Tanka Poets On Site.
Also sharing these two at Poets and Storytellers United for FridayWritings #212: Luxury. Both describe (some of) my ideas of luxury, though only the second uses the word.
