Watching the news out of Boston tonight, I can’t help but reflect on our Grandmaster’s directive: Love each other. Without love, there is trouble. Be kind. Smile. What you do, how you are impacts others.
Poem #12 is again a NaPoWriMo suggestion. The form is called a pantun. It is a traditional Malay form – a quatrain with 6-8 syllables per line, abab rhyme. There is supposed to be an associative jump from the first couplet to the second.
I wore my sunglasses
The morning brightly made
Everyday that passes
I will not be afraid.