Never-ending, or: Uncomfortably

My 2nd sijo

Poetry demands truth \\ which makes it difficult to write
Sometimes my fingers quiver \\ and I must distract myself
Many never-ending moments \\ bring me uncomfortably close

45 thoughts on “Never-ending, or: Uncomfortably”

  1. โ€˜Poetry demands truthโ€™ – I like that. Because itโ€™s true! Unless itโ€™s a limerick of course but they arenโ€™t really poetry…

  2. Beautiful! You captured the vulnerability that goes with truth. Thank you for writing๐Ÿ™
    It’s a new form of poetry for me …I’m going to try

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