Jerusalem winds Know our outs and ins, Blowing through sukkot* and souls. Booths fall on their sides; They've nowhere to hide... Signs of our lack of control. We hope it won't rain, Though summer has waned; May waters fall, but... not yet. Outside's cool and crisp; Stars glimmer like wisps; Lovely - but let's not get wet!
This form was created by Jan Turner. Following are the rules:
- Consists of two or more stanzas of 6 lines each (12 lines or more);
- With the following set rules:
- Syllabic: 5/5/7/5/5/7
- Rhyme Scheme: aabccb
As always, I’m offline for 25 hours for Shabbat, which runs from sunset every Friday to sunset on Saturday. I look forward to reconnecting soon!