Today Poetic Bloomings challenges us with a form called the RYŪKA. First I was a little dubious but it turns out to be quite 'more-ish'. Wanna try?
the RYŪKA.
Fear mocks in cold and bold attire
But He, above life’s tearful care
Is there: higher and greater than
Mankind’s despair: gentle, the Hand
That some misunderstand and hate
But God is great and He is love
While man debates vast galaxies
Beneath His whispers move
(8-8-8-8-8-8-6)
© Janet Martin
the RYŪKA.
Velvet vespers tickle trees
Waft, silk-soft, aloft
Clothed in mist-mauve benedictions
Over dusk’s stilly croft
(7-5-8-6)
© Janet Martin
the RYŪKA
White caps stun green sweeps
Robin rogue protests
Spring's crest of crystal confusion
A snow day in mid-May
(5,5,8,6)
© Janet Martin