gurdymonkey had a post about tanka challenges rather than NaNoWriMo (and while I think it would be pretty spiffy to manage to crank out a novel in a month, I KNOW it isn't going to happen - a bit of daily poetry is much more manageable.), and while I thought up a few to post yesterday, I didn't write them down and... well, they're lost to the aether now.
Thinking far too much
About what is planned
And what has passed
All I want to do is sleep
And dream of slow solitude.