In Thursday’s dVerse, we are asked to write a Wayra (a Quechua (indigenous word for wind) and a popular form in Bolivia and Peru. What is it? It is:
- a pentastich, a poem in 5 lines.
- syllabic, 5-7-7-6-8
As if that is not enough, Grace, the hostess, has asked us to include an onomatopoeia (word representing sounds: bang, thwack, etc.) How could I resist? Well, I could, but it’s funny. It just so happens on my second walk while waiting for my car on Wednesday, I recorded phrases, planning on turning them into a poem. For the second time, I end up writing a shorter version of what I had planned. I’m thinking the Universe knows my penchant for short and to the point.
I feel November
In-between time, that saddens
Tears hover, threaten to spill
Trees speak to me ~ swish
of leaves: Let it go. Let it go.