a/n - this is the first senryu I've ever written...enjoy.
She etched her poised heart Upon the sand, unaware Wavesll turn it to glass
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"Our mothers and fathers held us close to their hearts and they promised 'One bright and shining day my children, we will triumph in battle. One bright and shining day my children, we will give you back your wings.' " - PL: S&W
I didn't say I couldn't write one. :) I might try another one. one of these days. Thank you for your comment.
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"Our mothers and fathers held us close to their hearts and they promised 'One bright and shining day my children, we will triumph in battle. One bright and shining day my children, we will give you back your wings.' " - PL: S&W
waves aren't very common for "sand" unless sand-storms would create them or if you mentioned beach-sand :P sorry, just sorting my confusion here, I'm not criticizing you wonderful piece beautiful metaphor
P.S. - sand could be paper and crystallized by waves of time - and she being the poet etching her feelings and all... just throwing interpretations here :)
No worries, thank you Alexe...you made a good point... :)
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"Our mothers and fathers held us close to their hearts and they promised 'One bright and shining day my children, we will triumph in battle. One bright and shining day my children, we will give you back your wings.' " - PL: S&W
