Villanelle January 2013

When the tide rolls out, so will we
There's not telling who we'll meet
Upon the receding sea

A star fish, crab, an octopus or all three
Caught in tiny holes on the ocean floor
When the tide rolls out, so will we

My little fellow cries out in glee
Greeted by shouts "Whale-Straght ahead'
Upon the receding sea

Stretched out befoe us in its enormatiy
We search shore to sky line
When the tide rolls out, so will we

We traverse wet sand with ease
Shells crunch under our weight
Upon the receding sea

Giggles carry on the cold breeze
To glimpse creatures great and small
When the tide rolls out, so will we
Upon the receding sea

Tanka

Delicate pansy
Amore brutal cold winter
Would not kill, nor wilt
Tenderly wrapped leaves unfurl
Her lips curl a secret smile