lies a ticking clock,
winding so slow, dawn slumbers
above water's stillness
From my sister's album
Vietnam's national flower, lotus
You sit still, silent as lotus
Listening as frantic heart beats
Wash over you, fold & repeat
Nights are the worse, without notice
Pain strikes from your scarred heart, so blue
It etches your voice so faint, frail
I hold phone close, deeply inhale
As you thank me for calling you
Wishing you Happy Father's Day !!!
Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - Yeats' Octaves
and Poets United - Thanks for the visit ~
First poem - haiku
Second poem - Octave
The basic structure of this 8 line stanza is iambic tetrameter or pentameter (eight or ten syllable lines for those who do not feel comfortable working with meter), with the rhyme scheme:
a b b a c d d c.
