Haiku 717, 718; Tanka 120

From Count Syllables on Your Fingers, the collection published in 2020.

Haiku 717

citronella stink
mosquitos quick back it off
the unbite is on


Haiku 718

citronella night
scratched a few mosquito bites
lifted a few beers


Tanka 130

Ancient and battered
fierce eyes in a wrinkled face
old survivor waits
moves only when I have gone
Turtle crossing the wide path.


2 thoughts on “Haiku 717, 718; Tanka 120

  1. Yes. I have thought the same thing. I am convinced there is a certain style of stoic determination they would frame things with, and a kind of timelessness to their lives.

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