Tanka Journal poet

Angela Sargent

7 poems in Issue 4, Issue 5, Issue 6, Issue 7, Issue 8

In their own words

Angela Sargent has been writing poetry since she was about nine (9) years old. Over the years, she has been published in a variety of different publications including Haiku Journal, 50 Haikus, Three Line Poetry, Poetry Quarterly, HeartLodge, Beorh Quarterly, AIM Magazine, Erete's Bloom, Our Journey, and Tanka Journal. Her first self-published book, "Rituals of Season," is now available on both Barnes and Noble and Amazon. Check out her other books and short stories including, "The REAL Project Manager's Handbook" and "The Shortest Date Ever," also available on Amazon. She is currently working on a dystopian, sci-fci novel.

Wooden jewel boxYou made for me that ChristmasDistance between usEncouraged by wicked handsNot those of your carpentry.
My Home smells silentNo cooking and no flowersThe husband is goneBoth my boys are in collegeSo it goes...from Home to house.
Soul-tired, my words drainedAshes fall from dusty lipsHot eyelids bore holesWe have burned another bridgeSoil settles into our wake
Vibrant orange bloom Drifts silently from its stem Roots are now toxic She starts to fade in the sun … I know why she had to run.
Her postings pregnantWith unfulfilled promisesNew allies daily...Shame came for her when they sawHer lover was my husband.
DebilitatingYour love freezes me in placeUntil you decideTo toss crumbs of affectionYou are unraveling me
Forgiveness has failedAppeals to solid reasonWartime blazes nowYour silence is like a roarHearts close off remembered lies