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John Daleiden, US
 

 

 

 

Sijo

 

A Mother’s Lullaby

 

Hush, my sweet, my little one—the night has come, it’s time to sleep.
I’ll rock you—close, sleepy eyes, it’s time to rest and grow an inch!
In dream land frolic with great joy—tomorrow you’ll be a man.

Capture time in a bottle; fill it with love and secret dreams.
A soft song and loving arms to dry your tears and charm your smile.
Rock-a-bye, sweet little boy, some day you’ll sleep in other arms.

 

 

Cinquain

A Garland For You On Mother’s Day

 

For you
these white lilies

strong stalks that bend in wind,
gentle petals and a sweet scent,
mother.


Your strength,
all enduring;
so like Penelope

your life tapestry testifies
true love.


You mend
the broken heart

heal little scrapes and wounds;
tender cradle songs rock and sooth
the soul.


Courage
is your motto,
an unflinching anthem

marching in step with the parade,
you lead.


Mother,
in word and deed
you are a rich treasure,
your wealth worth more than mere diamonds,
a Queen.

 

 

Tanka Sequence

While We Wait

 

ninety-four days
with not a drop of rain
in this Spring desert—
thank God we still make love
after forty-three years!

 

 

in the morning sun
the ancient saguaro
a-twitter with song--
my little bird, rest a while
by my side in this warm bed

 

 

do you think this gray
in my hair is becoming?
yesterday, I cried
when my sister telephoned
to say her marriage ended!

 

 

our first grandchild
will be born in a few days!
how old we are now—
distant is the memory
of his pre-mature birth

 

 

listen to the wind—
perhaps the rains come today!
hold my hand awhile—
how tiresome, watching sand
trickle through the hour glass

 

 

red sky at sunset—
expecting sailor's delight
I trim my sails
perhaps our passions will meet
in perfect harmony

 

 

 Oliver's Feast: A Mirror Cinquain

 

They serve
gruel in bowls

we bend our weary heads
to the crazed white dishes and drink
our food.
Sundays
we get half a roll
twice a week
raw onions in our cup;
only the click
of spoons.

 

 

 

 

 

Read Additional Poems by John Daleiden

 

John Daleiden, US and Vaughn Seward, CA—Three Linked Renhai: A Spring Frolic; Stringing Things,  Another Scoop, Sunrise, Sunset

John Daleiden, US: Solo Renhai—A 'Tie That Binds'

Gillena Cox, TT and John Daleiden, US—Spring Essence

Shanna Baldwin Moore, US and John Daleiden, US—The Last Rose

 

 

 

 

 

 

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