A Few Senryu

Collection of senryu

They've Gone

Your children are dead. Go now and lay down your head. They've fled, it is said.

Sob

Oh, a tear or tear?

Crying because it was torn? Ah, a tear or tear?

Again and Again

So good to repeat! Again to repeat again. To repeat! So good!

Folk

Do singers of folk Please other folk with their folk? Folk, of course, love folk.

Maybe Your Last, Old Friend

Pooch, oh be aware. This is called a day? Oh, dear, I suspect not so.

So, So, So

Lives are so like books. So readily torn apart. Books are so like lives.

Whether the Weather

I have a new coat. I'd love to wear it, and so I beg for rain. But . . .

Say Again

I can hear the voice But cannot make out the speech. Ah, so much for words.

Out

You did, of course, leave That door unslammed. And it said Much, oh so much, more.

Completion

Ah, so it is so: There is nothing more to say. This makes me happy.

And Here is the News

On top of the hour Tens of thousands of people Talk to microphones.

Sather Rilly

Do jumbs not wordle? I so six up all my mounds. Strife can be so lange!

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

very interesting senryu here.
taking everyday, mundane things and turning them poetic.
j.