This poem takes a look at youth, how so very intense is its color, while the colorless vista of old age (winter) is the only tool that can find the original canvas from which youth has sprung. One of those ‘youth is wasted on the young’ type poems combined with ‘with age, comes wisdom’.
26 February 2012 - Life's Canvas - sijo
The color of skies in spring are over-saturated hues,
too full of tears that dilute the traces left by swollen eyes;
only winter horizons find the original canvas.
4-08-12
params: The sijo is a 3-line poem consisting of between 44 to 46 syllables. Each line has 14 to 15 syllables. Line 1 presents a problem or theme, line 2 develops or 'turns' the thought, and line 3 resolves the problem or concludes the theme. The first half of the final line employs a 'twist' by means of a surprise in meaning, sound, tone or other device. To end with originality of wit, a profound observation or a strong emotional finale is a must
This is beautiful!
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