A Tanka Poem
No one’s home TV time cold soda snacks
we were getting away with something
leaving early in the night to not push our luck caution failed
nosy neighbor needed us to see him see us even in the dark
our pallor hidden, we played it off feigning a cheery “Good night!”
© 2010 Shari Lynne Smothers
This poem is for the napowrimo prompt #7, love, funny side up. Visit the post to see the details of this prompt.