Retired troubadour haiga

Painful guitar tanka

I wrote this tanka shortly after I played Santana on my player. Easily it seized me, and I just could not resist the temptation to write this.

windy evening
i rehearse new song
on my guitar
the pain you left lately
stiffens my fingers

petang berangin
kulatih lagu baru
pada gitarku
pedih yang kau tinggalkan
bekukan jemariku

Heavenly bodies haiku

1/
starry sky
my neighbor's guitar play
reverbs low notes

langit berbintang
suara gitar tetangga
penuh nada rendah

2/
moonlight saint
shining streetlights
and white haloes

santa sinar bulan
lampu-lampu jalan menyala
dan halo putih

3/
leaning back
in my folding chair
moon in the puddle

duduk bersandar
di kursi lipatku
bulan di comberan

4/
empty coffee cup
and stains on my table cloth
the trail of supermoon

cangkir kopi kosong
dan bercak di taplak meja
jejak super moon

5/
mars and venus
where do i come from
my boy's inquiry

mars dan venus
dari mana asal muasalku
anakku bertanya

Younger Dylan tanka

feeling the age
crawling under my skin
what's in afterlife
i wish for a guitar
and younger Dylan

aku merasa
makin tua saja
di kehidupan setelah mati
semoga ada gitar
dan Dylan muda

*Thank to Kirsty Karkow, my fellow poet in Tanka@yahoogroups.com