by Maureen Glaude
Oh, tonights majestic moon, your mouths O mirrors my shock.
Oh, I would draw you down, to his perpetual sick bed
if only I could sneak you past the nursing station.
Author's Note: my first Sijo attempt. We're learning these in poetry class now. They are a much older form than haiku and tanka, and a little different.
Posted on 11/01/2005
Copyright © 2021 Maureen Glaude
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 11/02/05 at 04:22 AM|
Fascinating style Reen. Leaves more room to expressively maneuver than a haiku. Good subject too, combining humanity and nature...the cosmos even. Cool!