A sijo

Like the paint, peeling off the unopened, long forgotten door
Strained, my nerve endings are aquiver and my fragile heart quite sore,
Waiting for the one who dwelled there for long and doesn’t want to any more!
Written for ReadWritePoem
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6 Comments

  1. I’ve never seen this form before. I like it! Mysterious!

  2. What a beautiful simile you open with. There’s a lot of emotion evoked here.

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