Thursday, September 21, 2006

My Tanka poems

Tanka

Earthquakes
Shaking, breaking fast
Screaming yelling quickly run
People falling down
Cracking in the big green ground
Crying dieing kids



Birds
Birds are flying home
New birds are born every year
Birds singing away
They eat all of the insects
That we really need

The rule to a Tanka poem is to have 5, 7,5,7,5 syllables in each line.