1.19.2012

tanaga!

1.
The golden arches beckon.
Hungry travelers reckon,
"Just once." No condemnation,
I understand temptation.
 

 2.
Ride me like a ferris wheel.
Let's rock the carriage and steal
a kiss when we reach the top.
The top! Oh! Please! Never stop. 

 3.
Alone is the saddest word,
E minor is the bluest chord.
Your guitar laments the end,
solo, grieving for your friend.

Pirate Grace challenged the Real Toads to write a tanaga, a tight and rhyming traditional 4-line poem, heavy on metaphor, originating in the Phillipines. It's harder than it looks, but I know you're up for a challenge. Try it!