This poem is an experimentation with Haiku and Tanka forms. It is also a reflection on the year of the pandemic as the year draws closer to its end. A storm passed? Let’s hope.
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Lonely raindrop left
An angry storm passed through
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One rose stood firm
Storm passed through emptiness
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A raindrop kissed
The rose’s cheeks, sun shines
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A new beginning
Write your story in the empty
Space there is reality
What remains – you!
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December 27, 2020
Intricate and evoking .. love this piece…
Thank you.