Poem Started To Write
Poem Started To Write
Room was cold to me
Beside fire did lay down
To warm myself up
My room was well lit
Computer screen clearly in view
My mind meandered
Room was well arranged
So it could fulfil my needs
A poem I started
Ink flowed through my pen
My words started to began
So someone could read
Poem had been finished
Then was entered in storage
Later could retrieve
How quiet room was
And started to fade away
Soon was fast asleep
It just seems like you would write
bout your own environment first.
If I was writing about nature,
I would be forcing myself.
How do you feel and think about
all of this? Americanized haiku
you could call it. The Japanese
language has its own construction
and flow. I don't think or feel
like it is synchronized with English.
Jim
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2017
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