A Sevenling

It’s an interesting form.  You can read all about it (at The American Poetry Journal) HERE.

Sevenling (there was weeping)

There was weeping and wailing.
Death and destruction reigned;
fire and brimstone everywhere.

Some survivors tried meditation
or did some sort of penance—
most just watched and waited.

Monday, Monday.

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