In the audienceWe wait there so impatientThunder crashes loudI wish I could return nowTo times of such excitement
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Tanka Journal poet
Michael Griffith
In their own words
Michael Griffith is a freelance writer and instructor from Central New Jersey. He teaches communications, public speaking, film, media studies, and creative writing. His recent poetry has appeared in Dual Coast Poetry, Tanka Journal, Ripen the Page, and Indiana Voice Journal. His non-fiction writing has appeared in Ripen the Page, Lehigh Valley Woman's Journal and Teaching For Success.
The prairie bakes hotWe stand among the brown grassThe house is emptyOur people are buried hereThe time for tears has gone, passed
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That tear in my eyeThat quiver in your sweet voiceNight gathers near usWe realize time's harsh natureTime is flying away nowMy raw throat catchesI cannot say it well nowA breeze is blowingThe petals of the lilyMy quiet shaking sorrow
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Air raid sirens blareDeath rains down upon LondonA city in fearChildren gather up the bricksGhosts follow silent and sad
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Main Street at midnightCoffee still on our warm breathKisses like fireConversations rememberedMemories meant to be kept
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