Looking back I see–
puddles were invitations,
thunder called to me.
When others hid from the storms,
I chased them looking for you.
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Now I realize,
You were the puddle I jumped.
Your lightning struck — twice.
You were inevitable.
I hid, but your storm found me.
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POETIC FORM:
The somonka is a Japanese form. In fact, it’s basically two tankas written as two love letters to each other (one tanka per love letter). This form usually demands two authors, but it is possible to have a poet take on two personas. Click here (http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poetic-forms/tanka-bigger-and-more-relaxed-than-a-haiku) for a refresher on the tanka.
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FORM DIAGRAM:
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POEM A DAY APRIL 2015 – PROMPT:
For today’s prompt, write a looking back poem. Of course, some people just glance over their shoulders, and others stop and turn all the way around. Some look back in time and weigh their successes and failures, evaluate things they could do better. Some claim they never look back. Whatever your stance on looking back, capture it in a poem today.
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