Posted in May 2017, Triolet

Time Goes By

Sunrise, Moon
Day becomes night so soon

No sooner than the sun rises 

Then there comes the moon

Day becomes night so soon

Quickly morning turns to afternoon

Time never apologizes 

Day becomes night so soon

No sooner than the sun rises 

Triolet

Posted in February 2017, Tanka

Makes Sense

Sunrise colors
The long sleepless night 

On the pallet forgotten, 

My palate enjoyed

Sweet breakfast delicasies

And morning sky’s palette

Tanka

pallet : (temporary bed)

palate : (sense of taste)

palette : (range of colors)

I challenged myself to write a poem using these three words that sound the same but have different meanings. 😊