Lilac-Love
©April 1st, 2016
By Vijaya Sundaram
Purple mist atop green leaves –
Bridal lilacs emerge.
The still morning air blushes.
Hard to believe such beauty
Lives here, now.
Meanwhile, millions breathe only dust.
Translucent motes of morning sound
Gong-like and golden
I stand, lost in reverie.
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(Poem #1 – NaPoWriMo)
Note: According to Maureen Thorson, owner and operator at NaPoWriPo: a lune “… is a sort of English-language haiku. While the haiku is a three-line poem with a 5-7-5 syllable count, the lune is a three-line poem with a 5-3-5 syllable count. There’s also a variant based on word-count, instead of syllable count, where the poem still has three lines, but the first line has five words, the second line has three words, and the third line has five words again.”
I went with the latter variant.