Took a swing at some tanka. They're like haiku, but with two more lines of seven syllables.
I actually hate all of these that I wrote.
Obviously, I'm not good at this haha; oh well, i tried (:
I'll try some more though, because I like the format. It only gets better with time.
I have a hard time
Writing these tanka poems.
I thought it would be
Easier than it is.
It's safe to say I was wrong.
I envy the rock;
I'm jealous of the ocean
I pity the fly.
But mostly, I fear the end.
I wish it'd never come.
The monster under
My bed tries to catch me but
I just refuse to
Succumb to his foolish ploys
To drag me to his dungeon.
Sifting through the sand
In search of something lost; But,
It seems as though the
Love she had is nowhere to
Be found; Cardiac arrest.
3.27.2009
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'I envy...come' ; I like that one!
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