everyday haiku: sleep, sleep my children

sleep, sleep my children
the furies have killed the muse
my task here is done


*dedicated to Sylvia Plath

“Everyday Haiku” is updated on random (hopefully more frequent than hardly ever) basis. For the sake of these posts, the definition of haiku is a form of poetry that has three lines. The first line has five syllables, the second one has seven, and the third one has five.

a matter of the heart

“When you give someone your whole heart and he doesn’t want it, you cannot take it back. It’s gone forever.”
– Sylvia Plath (as told by Elizabeth Sigmund)

If that’s too bitter for you, here’s one of Sylvia Plath’s drawings. Curious French Cat by Sylvia Plath