Sunday, April 19, 2015

Fatal (a Poem for Day Eighteen of PAD)

I'm posting late because I was so tired last night that I couldn't keep my eyes open. I went to bed and had a dream visit from my dad. That hasn't happened in a long time, so it was extra nice. 

The prompt for day eighteen is as follows: For today’s prompt, pick 2 vowels and write a poem using words that only contain one or both of those vowels. For instance, write a poem with words that only have a “u” and “o.” Also, the letter “y” is wild–so the words “my” and “gypsy” are freebies. And I’ll allow text-speak (or maybe I should say “txt spk”).

I planned to write a haiku, but as you will see there is an extra syllable in the third line. I'm still happy with it though.  

Photo by Torvald Lekvam
A Last Gasp


In distant land, light 
rainfall drips, six skylarks sing, 
dying dads pass away. 



  1. Linda, don't worry about syllable count. So many people are fixated on that old 5-7-5 rule but modern haiku or senyru are basically consist of three lines short-long-short.

    So nice to have a dream visit. :-)

    1. Darn. I so often reply in the wrong box. See below! :-)

  2. True. But I was going for the pure form and did not quite succeed here. :-)
    And thank you, Linda. xo