Rouse in solemn style
And hide the sun’s glare from me
I'm trying to sleep
Said the ocean to the cloud
And hide the sun’s glare from me
I'm trying to sleep
Said the ocean to the cloud
Expecting it to obey
Discipline of haiku 5-7-5 and tanka 5-7-5-7-5 rhythmic expression of human breath-attentive to space/time using matter-of-fact language and original imagery symbolizes everyday life that explodes with revelation! Creating visual poems using just a few words is the most potent point of discipline in this family tree of poetry. I applaud its lending to be direct and to the point. A tall order that I can comfortable live with. Haiku, tanka: Poems with discipline: No wishy-washy
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