My Tanka poem has a religious echo about A Tree!
The Yew Tree seem to live “forever” as Christ resurrected from the dead. Reported in The Times that a yew tree in the churchyard at Coldwaltham, West Sussex, had been confirmed as one of the oldest trees in England planted around 1,000 BC. NOTE: Image below is not necessarily the same tree as what The Times wrote about.
A Witness to Christ, His death
God chose a tree, a Yew Tree.
Living growing in Churchyards!
Looking at the cheat sheet over at Colleen’s site I thought I would try two different forms of poetry. The first form is called a Crapsey cinquain with a syllable count of 2/4/6/8/2. Read below:
Look up, not down
Dark yet bright, the moon glows!
Supernatural is waiting
The second form from Colleen’s site is a 26 syllables with no set rhyme scheme. It is a syllabic poem with a meter of 3/5/3/3/7/5 the form is a Shadorma, my attempt is read here:
The Night Sky
Look up, never down
High so low
Birds can pierce!
Gleaming Stars Lightning showing
Also this post of mine would fit, I believe, with another challenge by Eugi’s COSMOS. Thanks you Eugi’s Causerie.