A renga that I did with a fellow poet friend. Check out his stuff here: http://hellopoetry...le-activity:565845


,Golden Coast, {Renga w/ tsac}


coo coo quaint quail calls
the mending stones meander
old stones line the way
ivy tapestries climb high
unraveling the minds eye

lick salts far off taste
seas roars overhead are heard
walk to water slow
following starlight compass
and gentle wave splash whispers

dwarfed by tall trees trunks
'neath canopy starry spill
I gather no moss
reverberating with ground
red wood branches crack the sky

land where the sun sets
,gold coast, in evening someone
views ink sunset last
stars beyond shores behind and
before, brightest hour sunrise

young night owls perch
the feathers awake and fly
in dawn's piercing light
glides through morning gradient
silent daybreak serenade

timorous at first
the beaks sounding chorus thrills
slow risers awake
coffee pots and alarm clocks
celebrating the new day