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White Owl
All these years, I ‘ve done without your heavy breath and gentle touch.
My mind turned to other things. Sounds in the night, the call of birds.
But it’s time. The owl asks “Who? Who?” Leaves me to find the answer.
The prompt for NaPoWriMo today was to write a Sijo. This is a traditional Korean verse form. A sijo has three lines of 14-16 syllables. The first line introduces the poem’s theme, the second discusses it, and the third line, which is divided into two sentences or clauses, ends the poem – usually with some kind of twist or surprise. I reblogged a poem I wrote to the same prompt three years ago.
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Hauntingly beautiful sijo.
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Have you read: I Heard the Owl Call My Name? My mother gave it to friends when she knew her 3 year battle with “C” was at an end, at 59!
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Yes, I read it many years ago…So hard to lose your mother at that early age.
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Enjoyed the owl tale. 🙂
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Thanks, Kitty.
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Lovely
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The sijo is beautiful. As is the mosaic!
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Thanks, “Someone.” Don’t know who you are but I appreciate your comment..xo
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I enjoyed the images you chose to illustrate your sweet sijo.
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Thanks, Maria. The third owl was carved by my husband. The quote was from Winnie the Pooh. I thought it was fitting to nail it to the palm tree where I can see it from my hammock. The greenery grew up to surround it later.
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