Challenge
I just discovered a poetic style called the haiku sonnet. It is comprised of four haiku followed by a couplet of either five or seven syllables. Let's give it a try. Please tag me!
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Suffocating
There are not enough
Tears in my ducts to undo
The rush'd loss of us--
Not enough octaves
To cover the hollow staves
Taunting my raw tongue.
The air is wanting
And my gasps find no purchase
In the low-hung clouds.
The sky is vaunting--
Baring down on me again--
Vast, loud, and unkind.
Is this what it means
To drown on dry land?