Placid calm resilient there she stood. Gray wrinkled fragile all in white. Memories came rushing as she sat. Holding yellow daffodils a candle white. Tears of pain dropped like pearls. His presence,redolent she could sense Her only son from his grave smiled seeing his mom,yellow flowers. © Preeti S Manaktala Day 10
Today’s prompt (optional, as always) is another one from the archives, first suggested to us by long-time Na/GloPoWriMo participant Vince Gotera. It’s the hay(na)ku). Created by the poet Eileen Tabios and named by Vince, the hay(na)ku is a variant on the haiku. A hay(na)ku consists of a three-line stanza, where the first line has one word, the second line has two words, and the third line has three words. You can write just one, or chain several together into a longer poem.