12 line romance poem |
| Mayfly And the elder listens to the muddy river and the cottonwoods whisper without haste as he plays a harmony with his flute from which the pith of self has been erased. And he, the younger one, sits stunned by pain older than the first word uttered; how can he show his love to someone who has buried so many lovers. And the river flows as the two embrace and cottonwoods sigh at their fate as high notes soar to the heavens and the mayflies rise to mate. © Kåre Enga [177.169] (12.oktober.2020) (12lines, xaxa...) For:
ROUND 40: Write a poem about a couple that you admire. Form: poet's choice Line Count: min 12, max 20 |