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Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018
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         My heart will bloom like a lotus
                         under the summer sun

     My petals kissed by passion flames
             a languid breeze strokes my lips

        The mouth to my heart opens from
             mud waters as a crown in light

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The inspiration continues! I have more Lantern poems in the works, but this is another form of poetry I enjoyed! This is a Sijo, a fabulously short musical lyric practices by Korean poets, to whom it is dedicated! ^-^
Information for Sijo poems is here - go to slide 7&8 (https://www.slideserve.com/debbie/poetry-types-part-two)
Each line has be 14-16 syllables resulting a grand total of 44-46 syllables.
Mine is 14-15-16 syllable line by line with a total of 45!
I swear, my love for East Asia continues to grow.
It's giving me such a buzz!

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I'll definitely do more Sijo poems and Lantern poems!
Be back soon!
Lyn **

© '❀✾ Inner Lotus ✾❀' by Lyn-Purcell
Ray Shek Jan 2018
A field of bruises and fiery flowers spreads across the world.
The wounds forget to fade, the blooms refuse to wilt—
A burn and balm in equal parts; our love is the night sky’s cloak.
A bluebird flies, fearless, in the clouds, but succumbs to fate,
Falling. Its wings broken bent and belted in the cry of last hope.
If only Icarus weren’t so close— as sky gives way to sea.
I always say I'llbpost more but rarely do. We'll see if it changes.
MRQUIPTY Dec 2016
distant water rides rocks twists a sway from sky
early mist covers a way leaves drip some of it's wet
wait, Sun's heat will appear chasing water home
sijo. Korean poetry form

this a short form c 40 syllables
Alegria Mir Mar 2016
Long walks, midnight talks
These are things I love the most
Take your jacket, let's go for a walk
Tell me that this love is true
Don't keep me hanging on you
Stay by my side 'cause I need you
Say you need me too
This is a sijo I wrote for a project and... yeah
ms reluctance Apr 2015
Few possess the quiet faith to see past today’s tangled mess.
Most of us, victims of self-doubt, will accept what we call our fate.
Some though, know we must strive to silence the voice that says “You cannot.”.
NaPoWriMo Day #23
Poetry form: Sijo
tap Mar 2015
For once, I would like to pretend
that my hair looks fine and my thighs are slim.
For once, I want to feel as if I could walk outside
without regretting my taste in clothes.
For once, even if it'll only last for a single, fleeting moment,
is it too much to ask to feel pretty and presentable?
this is pretty old, too! i wrote this one last year for class.
Omar Kawash Dec 2014
Purkyně lux lit lunatics conjure vignettes of geomancy.

There is mischief enchanting the wake: xenophagists fiending tricks.

For invokers, who bathe in moonlight, death is a good nights sleep.
Purkyně is pronounced: pur-kyn-yeh; 3 syllables. Czech.
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