When the rain fell, a world grew, and something vacant turned green.
As the world grew, its people loved, and something grew in them.
When the people loved, the people lost, and the world grew again.
Posted in response to the challenge Sijo Poetry.
When the Rain Fell
More by Acer Sacharrum
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Please, don’t.
Don’t.
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know what I mean?
Don’t you know what I mean when I say
something isn’t right something isn’t right something isn’t right
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If
I —
I could.
I could, love.
I could love you.
I could love you if…
I —I wanted.
I wanted to.
I wanted to, love.
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A Gull’s Corpse
It's lying on its back
on a large flat rock,
exposed to the grayish sky like an offering
to some odd god.
There's a hole in its breast,
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