afternoon delight

by an'ya

(Published 2009 Japan Tanka Journal)

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jumping to the ground

from his seat on a tractor . . .

that impressed me

to this day I cannot forget

sunburned lips at harvest time

 

parked between rows

I used a barefoot left toe

to change the channel

on his country radio . . .

a point of no return

 

seems like yesterday

funny though I don't recall

all the details . . .

only that he had slow hands

and familiar talk came easy

 

on just a whim

I painted my toenails

a sky blue . . .

his hair and eyes were as wild

as clouds beyond the windmill

 

afternoon delight

amid sweet yellow field corn

sparks flew between us . . .

distant thunder came closer

as lightning charged the horizon