Wheel of Fate
Black always
suffices, even
on alpine floppy
hats in old
Gwangju. Complicated math
is required: figures
beyond earth
stroll, hypocrites preach
to children but they
know: strayed already
avoided early parenthood
by pure luck or smarts.
Some big mouth
goes down: broke domestic rules
so cunnilingus,
which was all
he had left, has been
taken away. The death
of intimacy
proves Karmic
payment is never really
complete, as
“it’s over” rings in
ears, eyes tear, son laughs,
Not knowing
why a grown man would ever
be so full
of emotions. Ten
years down, where is up?
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Blog of the day!
Face of the century!
a different tempo here!
Other than sonnets, Villanelles and Paeadelles, my two forms are 10 line free verse with internal rhymes and these “Sruber haikus” which are aix five line stanzas and each line is 3,5, or 7 syllables long with strict patterns wherein the first am third stanzas have the Se syllable pattern as do the second and fourth, and the fifth and sixth stanzas are ALWAYS 3,7,3,5,5 in syllable count. Thank you for noticing
Great piece! Makes me think of summer, enjoyed reading this 🙂
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It makes sense looking back but I bet I was on a foul mood when I wrote it. Thanks again bunny for your avid fandom.