
Walking though the leaves
On this gorgeous day of Fall
I pause and give thanks
For the trees and their beauty
For my eyes that I can see
Tanka
Leona J. Atkinson 10-14-13
Tanka poems
Ah, the sounds of Fall.
Birds gathering to fly south,
Chatter as they flock,
And the trees rustle their leaves,
In tune with the wind’s music.
Tanka
Leona J. Atkinson 10-11-13
Dinner with grandsons
Serving love, hope, dreams, laughter
Sharing more than food
All of us leave satisfied
Quality family time
Tanka
Leona J. Atkinson 10-10-13
I’ve no words within.
No thoughts and nothing to say.
My mind is quite blank.
I just sit and stare and wait,
For inspiration doesn’t come.
Tanka
Leona J. Atkinson 10-05-13
Beautiful fall day
Artistically painted trees
In various hues
Beckon me to pause awhile
And my five senses rejoice
Tanka
Leona J. Atkinson 10-03-13
Dark chilly Fall night
Time to light the fireplace
Warmth enters the room
I give thanks that I am home
I pray for those who aren’t
Tanka
Leona J. Atkinson 09-25-13
I wonder and worry,
But God speaks in many ways.
He often whispers when
I find a penny or dime:
“I will provide for your needs”
Tanka
Leona J. Atkinson 09-17-13
Based on Philippians 4:19 scripture
Friday the Thirteen.
Am not superstitious,
But this day seems odd.
Meeting many rude people.
Is it just a coincidence?
Tanka
Leona J. Atkinson 09-13-13