For as long as I can remember, I've been writing poetry and especially Haikus. I don't follow strict rules of subject matter but I do try to follow the 5-7-5 pattern. Sometimes, as in the fourth stanza here, it doesn't work. The mood I'm reaching for needs more. Then I simply, without apology, take poetic liberty.
Chilly. Windy. Fresh.
The river invited me and
The Rosary sings
My lips murmured
My heart gathered strength and
The Rosary sings
Quietly sitting
All my efforts finished
The Rosary sings
Sunlight pours on sand
Clouds spread, inky light darkens
But . . .
The Rosary continues to sing
Originally published in catholic365.com
