Tanka 34

Posted: January 5, 2014 in Poetry, Tanka
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I knew the dangers,

crawling through the undergrowth,

aligning my sight,

upon my targets fierce, face.

I shot Loins with my Cannon.

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© Paul Nichol    January  2014

Various poems can be found on my blog, please take a moment and explore.

Comments
  1. Chatty Owl says:

    Call me shallow, but I smell an innuendo here.

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