A Few Senryu

They've Gone Your children are dead. Go now and lay down your head. They've fled, it is said. Second Time You have for so long Reached out for that second one - But grab the first, first! Sob Oh, a tear or tear? Crying because it was torn? Ah, a tear or tear? Again and Again So good to repeat! Again to repeat again. To repeat! So good! Folk Do singers of folk Please other folk with their folk? Folk, of course, love folk. Maybe Your Last, Old Friend Pooch, oh be aware. This is called a day? Oh, dear, I suspect not so. So, So, So Lives are so like books. So readily torn apart. Books are so like lives. Whether the Weather I have a new coat. I'd love to wear it, and so I beg for rain. But . . . Say Again I can hear the voice But cannot make out the speech. Ah, so much for words. Out You did, of course, leave That door unslammed. And it said Much, oh so much, more. Completion Ah, so it is so: There is nothing more to say. This makes me happy. And Here is the News On top of the hour Tens of thousands of people Talk to microphones. Sather Rilly Do jumbs not wordle? I so six up all my mounds. Strife can be so lange!