Adobo Criollo Sergio Antonio Ortiz Rivera

talk to me soothe my capricious pulse with the fluttering of chanting hummingbirds... I wrestle shadows tonight

to this day, the junipers are humming their farewells ... does the past change more than the present?

you've been  heading down the wrong road walk out  on your lover leave her for me there's a street  I walk on when I am lonely I sing, look  for signs that will tell me  where to go in peace

daybreak is no time to grieve... at night  I open the sails of my thoughts in the path of the wind citation: Ahmad Shamloo

I hear beats  inside my dream our voices,  quiet flames shuddering in the night

long before  my mother's burial life  had some form to it... I dove into the seas inside me

it had come to you and you were in the body of that failing deer... what does death feel like, does it use you up like birth?

for Brian Zimmer he’s gone and the heartache will be tamed... but aren’t we all already disappearing, sleeping among the flowers?

lost boys there is sorrow on my face, you churn-up earth like   lovers of dim corners

I lost my way out of the woods on the night swallows went south... vanished among strangers

trying to remember old lyrics, I watch the world toss its shadow on the moon

Alternate names for brown boys          by Sergio Ortiz                  roo F ers trench digge R s               brok E n rims  pro-ball pip E dreamers   pinto lowri D ers celebrity  gh O sts    cured by    M edical science

it’s time to mean what I say be the rider in the harsh silence and force an oath of unity on the wind

each heartache is the science of claws… dashing across quiet ocean floors shadows breed in my veins

Hero to die a hero gripping at the moon adjusting to the gloom children playing in the rain when anger twinkles and shadows breed in my veins I hear this song: I never meant to start a war …just wanted you to let me in

sadness is the symmetry of balance… it makes you hefty in all the wrong places because it knows you

he disappeared like a fragrance, while I aged, lived half my life in hollowed caves unable to find my way back

Submissions are open for the Third Issue of Undertow Tanka Review Kindly submit up to 10 previously unpublished  tanka, tanka art, &/or  10 sequence. “Undertow Tanka Submission” to: undertowtanka @ gmail . com Or use Contact Form to the right *** by November 30, 2014 / third Issue to be online by December 6, 2014 At the end of your submission, please include your full name and country of residence. All rights revert to authors upon publication. Your tanka must not be under consideration elsewhere or submitted to any contest. Hopefully this will become a print Review in the near future. We accept submissions year-round. Best wishes, Sergio Ortiz, Editor

i wish her a frail voice that says goodbye forever— not even death in a distant place chases away my sorrow