This Is a Poem

I slip silently
into oblivion like
forgotten words from
forgotten pasts remain
unheard and lost in darkness

This is Tanka poem, I believe. It’s like a Haiku except longer. It follows a syllable pattern of 5-7-5-7-7. I do hope you like it. As always, you are more than welcome to leave comments and feedback.

2 Comments Add yours

  1. C. Mosser says:

    This speaks to me of the poems ultimate desire to be spoken and uttered but this contrasts with the visual format which burgeons from the silent slip and yet ends with the silence having been appreciated.

    It’s like a note passed in the classroom though I think and I think it can change things when it is discovered?

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