my love's head bowed low
shoulders bloody, he takes it
like a desert palm
whipped by a raging sand storm
the dunes are gone, he walks on
© 2011 Padmavani Karkera
This is my attempt at a Tanka, a Japanese form of poetry using 5-7-5-7-7 syllables. For an interesting article on Tanka please visit http://onestoppoetry.com/ written by Lady Nyo for One Stop Poetry Form.
This is my first attempt at any metered form. Feedback would help.
For the unedited version of the article you may visit http://ladynyo.wordpress.com/