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The One

Lilies were lifting
white faces up to the sun.
I gazed up at him
as he leaned down to kiss me. . . 
He - a white knight - was the one.

White - A Love Story

White was the blanket on which we lay
under the clouds of that warm April day.
White were the lilies perfuming the air.
How happy was I - my white knight was there.

Summer arrived; on sand gleaming white
we lay in the sun and kissed until night.
White was the gold of the ring that I wore
and bright like the love of the one I adored.

White was the dress I carefully chose
for our special day, and white was the rose
he placed on our bed, its sheets - white as milk -
were smooth like his skin and woven in silk.

White was the snow our first Christmas day
before all the whiteness got swept away!
In the dark casket, his face seemed so pale
as I bent to kiss my true love farewell.


At My White Knight’s Grave

into stone cold ground
his black casket was lowered. . . 
snow fell all around

tanka/rhyme/senryu 
Inspired by Anthony Slauson's Whiteness Poetry Contest

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