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Tanka Girl

Tanka is a Japanese poetry form. Haiku Nurse, Nurse Fusion and Tanka Girl are owned and operated by Julie Mae Madsen.

 

lowest convergent
is something impossible
let X equal love
geometric construction
analyzed by emptiness

 
 

problems are easy
visible at every turn
find your soul quandary
in a bottle or a face
trust the minuet of heart

 
 

organic dreamland
neighbors exchanging harvest
the lie of our times
we are not meant to be here
property lines defended

 
 

she owns a python
feeds it enhanced hand raised mice
cockerdoodles were god's plan?
humans in cities divine?

 
 

pulled from the fire
cleopatra's eyeshadow
devised to seduce
subdue the will of all men
for fear they find she is weak

 
 

we've all got the cold
a present we pass around
first Larry, now you
Pandora's Box, a handshake
like Scherber's nervous illness

 
 

collector's value
less than prison cigarettes
like the horse standard
places the coin less than most
paranumismatica

 
 

the deadline is now
there's no time like the present
you must seize the day
or pay the consequences
of a life half lived in dreams

 
 

half way point is gone
who are those that would turn back
examine the fear
why would you do it over
and would anyone notice

 
 

her girlfriend left her
because she met another
because she evolved
successful in the first life
she moved on to a second

 
 

buttercup darling
you are my one and only
you make me happy
my skookum sunshine baby
you take my worries away

 
 

garlic breath leans over
dips white bread in olive oil
pretends to listen
you worry you ramble on
why does anybody care

 
 

your genetic instructions
recommend you eat chipped beef
drink your ovaltine
and be polite to neighbors
how will you dare to follow

 
 

we are in this world
together though it seems not
so we may as well
knock it off or get it on
because we will die right quick

 
 

I am as the rich
'cause, doll, I love you undressed
slap the catonine
slip off the brocade garment
you are no servant to clean

 
 

she likes to be young
prepubescent and headstrong
her hair in pigtails
forty years old and prancing
flinging her skirt up for boys

 
 

you are like my love
the way he walks, the haircut
but you are not him
you couldn't be as my love
he would never make me cry

 
 

every day she eats
her prenatal vitamins
she is not pregnant
she says they make her hair strong
my grandmother ate jello

 
 

virtual money
lined up in chairs, we make cash
ownership of code
fit for buying clothes and land
an alternate world of none

 
 

another outbreak
Phil and his revealing lips
all blistered over
aching with a heavy pinch
one out of five just like him

 
 

spitfire lipstick
slitted green eyes, pointy ears
white shock of mohawk
you are living a new world
as a morph in secondlife

 
 

dude, are you sorry
because you really should be
the way you behave
but i can't help loving you
so come on, let's go bowling

 
 

why should you care now
because she is your daughter
maybe not in flesh
daughters in spirit mean more
though flesh is often jealous

 
 

buoyant inner-tubes
stacked with plastic wrapped parcels
are paddled across
one nation to the other
the only way to survive

 
 

you say you love me
but what is this thing called love
need is illusion
we monkey paw each other
wishing our own destruction

 
 

she's larger than life
the twenty million dollar
penthouse in new york
chairs painted cocoa with charm
walls splashed orange for stylish wow