Loud cried the baby -
while its mother was working.
Baby now in lap.
To express something in short, while many words specifically remain unsaid fascinated me to delve deeper into poetry. Needless to say of all the forms of poetry, haiku and tanka have an everlasting appeal as it throws the reader into a world of thought which furthermore expands the reader's imagination.
Soft wings brush the breeze,
clouds drift in a tender dance.
Hearts bloom like bird’s song.
Love shifts as seasons unfold,
joy soars in nature’s embrace.