Early morning, flakes like feathers
from a wild pillow fight
that I missed while sleeping.
They dissolve when touching ground,
like last night’s spring dreams.
Morning Snow
Early morning, flakes like feathers
from a wild pillow fight
that I missed while sleeping.
They dissolve when touching ground,
like last night’s spring dreams.
Writing the Day 
Hey, wait a minute – Isn’t a “ronka” 5 lines of 7 words each? This is 5X5. New form?
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You are observant. You’re correct – it is 7X5 but I just couldn’t get that to work for this one so I went 5X5. Maybe I should have done 5X7 lines?
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