Two little girls cry out in the night
“Mommy!” they say to no one in sight
A blanket of fear holds them tight
As strangers tell them “It’ll be alright”
Sitting on concrete at the light
Her youthful trembling hands of white
Hold up a sign stating her plight
Holding back tears with all her might
Twin girl’s Mom won’t give up the fight
To make their future bright
10 lines—each line 8 syllables—Rhyme
For the creative writing class I am currently taking I tried to rewrite my original Tanka written on September 4, 2019, into a 10 line poem using the line “sitting on concrete” while also using parts of the lines “thin white hands” and “two little girls” in some way.
This poem is what I came up with after quite some deliberation.
Reaching for the stars
Running towards New Year dreams
Jumping over fears.
Years, Tears, and Fears
Evaporated and gone.
Seasons and Reasons in
Time have passed on.
Each moment now spent
Reliving them is pointless.
Days of old are done,
All just memories of the Past.
Yearning won’t bring them back.
Seek today and live!
Looking for a place to run and hide.
Health problems falling like Fall leaves
Upon my foundation of faith.
Above me threatening
Fears loom like dark clouds,
And Doubts circle around,
Causing a chill,
Til I hear
He says in Psalm 32:7 that:
- He is my Hiding Place.
- He will protect me from trouble
- He will surround me and shout for my deliverance
Fell over the years
Many tears, many fears
Yet He captured every one
You keep track of all my sorrows You have collected all my tears in your bottle You have recorded each one in your book. Psalm 56:8 NLT
Commentary on Psalm 56:8