December 3, 2013 My Past Calls My Name (Tanka) 10 Comments My past calls my name Like an enemy taunting Craving reaction But the words fade to silence On the reinvented me ~ ~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~ Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related Posted by Dom DiFrancesco in Poetry Tagged: betterment, change, changing for the better, growth, past, poem, reinvention, tanka, the past
Love those first two lines.
Thanks Charles, I appreciate it.
Great lines “My past calls my name/Like an enemy taunting”
Thank you very much Kimberly. :)
Reblogged this on huntprayerpoems.
Thank you so much for the reblog, this means a great deal to me. :)
I had to read this a few times to get the interpretation. Very clever. Very true.
Yes, I went a little Zen on this one, but I do believe this. :)
I always dig when you get down with your Zen self… totally groovy Dom:)
Thank you Kimberly, I find myself doing it a lot lately, it seems to speak to me. :)