Hidden Gift
Recent years remind me
of the sorrow December can hold.
But with the loss experienced
comes a most welcome gift.
Memories held in fondness
temper the sorrow that brings them forth.
This is my response to Ronovan Writes Sijo Wednesday Challenge #41: Gift.
Sijo (a Korean verse form related to haiku and tanka)
~ three lines of 14-16 syllables each
~ a total of 44-46 syllables
~ a pause near the middle of each line
~ first half of the line contains six to nine syllables
~ the second half should contain no fewer than five
Originally intended as songs, sijo can treat romantic, metaphysical, or spiritual themes. Whatever the subject, the first line introduces an idea or story, the second supplies a “turn,” and the third provides closure.
Modern Sijo are sometimes printed in six lines.
Read more here: Wikipedia
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This is beautiful Ken!
❤️
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Thank you, Cindy. ☺️
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Of course Ken! ❣️
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You do this form beautifully, Ken. Im bookmarking the Ronovan site & may give one a try; maybe post next week.
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Thanks, Ron..
And that’s great.
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This poem speaks directly to me, and I thank you for it.
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And thank you, Liz.
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You’re welcome, Ken.
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“Memories held in fondness” lovely.
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Thank you. 🙏
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You’re welcome. ☺️
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I lost my beloved grandmother 44 years ago in December. All this time later I remember her this time of the year especially since she loved Christmas. Your poem expresses how I feel so well.
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Thank you. My father passed in 1993, so I know how that is. And I’ve made at least three December trips back to Buffalo for funerals in the last ten years. I don’t want to believe that’s my normal, so I hold on to positive memories.
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I have so many positive memories of my grandmother, and my grandfather too (who died 5 years later around the same time of year, but I guess I was not hit as hard by it since the shock of loss was not as great) and I have done paintings and other art with these as my subject; it has been way for me to relive those times again. December funerals somehow seem so much more raw than those in summer, somehow.
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So beautifully written, Ken, and so true. You can see how your words resonate with so many.
I’ve been thinking of my mom a lot recently, and the other night I had a dream of both my parents.
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Thank you, Merril. When we think of this time of year, it holds so much significance that good memories should arise. That they would be in our dreams, so much the better.
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You’re welcome, Ken. Yes. 💙
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Beautiful.
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Masterful, Ken!!
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Thank you. 🙏
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