You get to the tree
And find the apple's been picked
Story of my life….
Awesome Senryu. Good that the tree is still there. I want this tree to remain no matter apples are there or not.5*****
This is a perfect poem. I thought it is a haiku, now I need to look up senryu. Thanks for the lesson
The apple you had in thought to eat and it had been robbed away by unknown beings, your life stops when the one apple you had in mind was picked away. Greatest disappointment follows. Brilliant Senryu, David!
Sheer brilliance! I can absolutely relate. What a masterpiece! Full marks!
Fantastic. The subtle humour in the poem, the poet directs at himself. Beautiful.5*
Like Blue bull this poem is wonderful. Short and straight.5 Str.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Like honey bees. At service - always. Amusing poem. All Stars