Lune Day 17

At Kat Myrman‘s suggestion,along with Jane Dougherty, I’m trying out the Lune form this month. The Lune is a three line poem, either 5/3/5 syllables or 3/5/3 words.

The white rose flowers

Petals fall

Harsh summer showers

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Petals of wisdom

Imparted father to son

Heart love,job well done

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Heart broken was she 

Watching the petals float free

Why could she not flee.

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Petals tell me true

Does his heart belong to me

Tell me, tell me do.

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The night was getting older and stars did brightly burn, all was silent you could hear the world turn.

Again she was at her potions and her books searching for the answers for which she yearned.

She had freshly gathered herbs and flower petals which she had gathered in the early morning dew.

Spells and ancient writings , a thousand books or more, she must find the answer because she’d promised to.

Looking deep into her crystal ball for  the answer she deeply scoured for

But answers all eluded her which vexed her so, it vexed her so much it truly made her head sore.

Each evening she burned the midnight oil determined to find an answer she neither ate nor drank

Health began to fail her and deeply her soul and spirit sank……………..

Her quest  did all but consume her as she searched for answers for you .