A Tanka At Mondello Beach

Seabreeze.

A Sedoka On Loss

In shedding lay’rs, unmade.

‘Midst the sun-burnt blocks blaze orange-walls, the pink of their compan’yuns calling…

Yesh’wa invoked ‘top heaps of plundered wealth…

Flaunted.

Black, white, ‘n grey.

A century upon display; a hundred years they’ve called her home.

A kestrel keeps, keen-sighted.

Tame jackdaw – Caw?! – on headtop.

Merged ‘n ‘mergent Pharaoh Of The Sun!

Ink-Blue Thoughts – A Shop Of Poetry!

Monarchism is self-evidently wrong.

A melody by the a-peeling bells.

Th’wind o’er th’water.

Winged Chooser Of The Battle-Slain, who bears th’luminous spear ‘n shield of th’War Women.