Micropoetry Month: Nov 2017: #17

A couple of tanka this Friday morning!
The beauty of tanka comes from the juxtaposition of disparate images, the gentle twist, the tug of emotion.

Try a tanka or two! Share your own micropoetry using comments or Mister Linky.

(1)

candles and flowers,
an impromptu memorial
where the horror struck-
one goodbye on a page ripped
from a new school book

(2)

the moon and I
like strangers
in an elevator-
trying not to look
at each other