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transform the tanka

Have I

moulded into mum

say dad

I thought I was you

musical and fun

Mums are

the one’s who say no

you can’t

follow my leader

do as I do


rationalise it

or not


hormones strung too tight

These melt

Or derange themselves

go aft

sailboat to somewhere

if only I say

I’m mum

turned into my mum

her leave

created the space

her blood runs into mine. 

Published by Jimjan's journal

I like to write.

4 thoughts on “transform the tanka

  1. Being a man, I can’t pretend to know exactly what’s it like. But of course I can guess what it’s like. Like it Jan.


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