Seventeen syllables often linking
two thoughts
seemingly unrelated -
an underlying pattern
sensed, but never stated -
The sparrow hunts worms
In the garden - Monsoon rains
Flood the rice paddies -
Not
one thought following,
logically,
from another -
Slamming door echoes
Behind you - My heart cracks like
The porcelain bowl -
but,
Monsoon rains flood the
Rice paddies - My heart cracks like
The porcelain bowl.
The traditional rhythm
is five seven five - Usually,
a season is implied,
to set the mood.
Slamming door echoes
Behind you - In the garden
Sparrows hunt for worms.
But form serves image above all -
A picture, a feeling
captured -
Slamming door shatters
The porcelain bowl - my heart
Outside, sparrows sing.
Published in Between the Leaves, by Barnes & Noble Press.