The challenge this week was to write in the form of a lune, a haiku variant with lines of 5/3/5 syllables. Here's what we have.
Julie Larios at The Drift Record shares A Question, An Answer.My poem was inspired by the "naked trees" my son keeps pointing out. Here are two versions of the same thought. As you can see, I'm still trying to find the best words.
cloudscome at a wrung sponge left this one in the comments.
the rise of his breathAnnie at Write Now in Room 204 left this one in the comments of my Thanksgiving post.
in the dark;
nothing but shush
Just back from Iraq tonight,
My own Ferdinand
Smells his new baby's hair.
Trees dressed in winterIt's not too late if you still want to play. Leave me a comment about your poem and I'll add it to the list.
robes, wait in
stillness for spring's gown.
Trees dressed in winter
white, wait in
silence for spring's green.