Different Hemispheres

(a sedoka)

Autumn in the park —

a photo like a painting

of golden trees, calm water.

Even as I gaze,

in my country Spring bushfires
are spreading fast, and merging.

The Widow Rejects an Offer

(sedoka)

Beautiful charmer —

you are a sweet friend indeed,

but I don’t want a lover.

Why make yourself sad?

My desire is in the grave;
I am now my own soul-mate.

The Widow Dreams

(sedoka)

My dreams come back now

telling colourful stories

that I remember, waking.

No dreams when you lived:

my mind too full of care.  Now:
dreams don’t bring you back to life.

Samuel Peralta, over at dVerse Poets Pub, challenges us to try a sedoka, an ancient Japanese form now seldom used. For more details, visit today's dVerse Form for All .