Got a Voodoo doll,
With your name on it in a,
Miniature coffin.
Going to stick pins in it,
To make you suffer to death.
Category Archives: Tanka
Voodoo Doll
Filed under Session XIX, Tanka
A Protection Spell
A drop of my blood,
Upon this parchment paper,
A Wiccan symbol,
For this spell of Protection
To keep you from harming me.
Filed under Session XIX, Tanka
Hexed
I have a neighbor,
Who is driving me crazy.
I want to hex them,
Make them suffer for all they,
Have done to me and my wife.
Filed under Session XIX, Tanka
The Potter
I’m kicking the wheel.
Forming a bowl with my hands,
My clothes caked with clay.
A tea-cup here, a bowl there,
Pottery is what I do.
Filed under Session XIX, Tanka
About To Go Postal
I’m utterly pissed,
The mail person didn’t bring,
My package today.
I filed numerous complaints,
The Post Office doesn’t care.
Filed under Session XIX, Tanka
Too Many Regrets
I have been depressed,
For many years since I left,
You there all alone.
I have too many regrets,
For being so mean to you.
Filed under Session XIX, Tanka
I Now Remember
She finally let,
Me see her face again in,
This recurring dream.
I now remember what she,
Looks like after all these years.
Filed under Session XIX, Tanka
Why I Write?
Filed under Session XIX, Tanka
A body inside the wall
Filed under Session XIX, Tanka
Explosion
Filed under Session XIX, Tanka