Single Single

Blood red pain for days
But remember feeling green
Before the daggers
Bled our rivers of respect
Bright sky blue to bullshit brown

Not gray forever
Life brightens eventually
Every day you’re gone
Fiery gaslight flames burn out
I become my scarlet self

Smoked green before sleep
Painted my nails cherry red
Texted seven men
Spread my heart like purple jam
Now it’s me who won’t commit

photo by Andrea Piacquadio, Pexels

Form: Tanka

Written for Tanka Tuesday: Taste the Rainbow #tankatuesday

15 Comments Add yours

  1. You’ve unleashed some stunning emotions in this tanka trio!! I love the power of your words.

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    1. Thank you, Colleen ❤

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      1. You’re so welcome! 🧡

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  2. willowdot21 says:

    Way to go full of colour 💜

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  3. Nitin Lalit says:

    Wonderful use of colour as imagery Sylvia. A very nice poem.

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    1. Thank you, Nitin ❤

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  4. msjadeli says:

    A fiery story told in your tanka series, Sylvia.

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      1. msjadeli says:

        You’re welcome.

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  5. SelmaMartin says:

    Wow, like all the colors of the rainbow — right inside of you. Love it. blessings.

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    1. Thank you so much ❤ ❤ ❤

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  6. I feel that we are missing a closure epitaph? 💞💞

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