Night and the Moth
Night’s wind blows restless
lifts and tosses back my hair
playing as you do
taking all keeping nothing
candled longings gleam
where moths and I dream alone
god faces above
stare through their black mask sky holes
night is not thinking
of the torn moth at the lamp
mad for light as I for you.
November 2011
Posted for FormForAll at dVerse Poets Pub
Where the gracious Lady Nyo (Jane Kohut-Bartels) introduces us to the beautiful forms of Japanese love poetry found in the Man'yoshu. I have chosen to try my hand at a short choka.
and, because it has exactly 55 words, also posted for
the inimitable G-Man's Friday Flash 55
