A Lune form poem |
| Lune 2 Form >>>>>>>>>> Admiring you always Is a lesson in pain And undying patience Believing that someday You’ll look at me with Passion and desire Calling my name And holding me to you Never letting go Damning the consequence As we take the chance To soar freely. Eventual bliss will Come our way as we Tear down barriers For I am Black and you are White Color coded sin. >>>>>>>>>> Prompt: Use either "The Lune 1" or "The Lune 2" as your form. This form has three lined stanzas and are like haiku. Write a sequence of these stanzas, beginning the first with the letter 'A', the second stanza with a 'B', and so on. |