he will return soon
breathlessly she is waiting
mother and son reunion
—
no longer a boy
youth beaten to submission
war scarred soldier returns home
~Melanie Blackwell
The Sedoka is an unrhymed poem made up of two three-line katauta with the following syllable counts:5/7/7, 5/7/7. A Sedoka, pair of katauta as a single poem, may address the same subject from differing perspectives.
A katauta is an unrhymed three-line poem the following syllable counts: 5/7/7.
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Very nice!!! 🙂 Thanks for teaching me something new. You did a great job!
Thanks Skye 🙂
beautiful & very moving!
Thank you for your lovely comment
Both sides. Mother waiting for a boy who is no longer there. The boy, who is no long there, coming home to meet a mother who only knew him as a boy. They will begin again. Nice poem. Really like it:)
That was exactly what I was trying to express. Thank you 🙂
As someone with the history of mother/son issues I must say it’s a gem, Melanie. Despite the engineering part (yup, whenever I see numbers. I flee in panic).
Thank you and I know! I prefer free form but occasionaly challenge myself with forms… syllable counts can be scary 🙂
impressive and emotional…
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I’m a Mel B, too… 🙂
Thank you 🙂 I noticed…haven’t known to many Melanies
Memorable poem! Today, in the peaceful Sweden we also know the horrors of war when our children come home from peacekeeping mission in Afghanistan. A sad beautiful and great poem!
Thak you. Unfortunately it seems to be a sad reality no matter where you are.
This is a deeply moving Sedoka, Melanie. So true and so sad for so many.
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Thank you so much!