3 forms on luck

that copper taste in a disappointed mouth 
(a shadorma) 

the stench of 
burnt birthday candle 
and lost wish,
burned-out star 
that crashes before it’s caught. 
fireflies dead in jars.  

falling stars 
(a triolet) 

do they count themselves lucky, too
as they fall like fire from the sky? 
with their embered trails tried and true; 
do they count themselves lucky, too? 
we wonder, we last staggered few 
and wish as they go burning by:  
do they count themselves lucky, too  
as they fall like fire from the sky? 

pennies 
(a tanka) 

they’re supposed to be 
all full of it (luck, that is), 
but then last night I
gave you one for your thoughts and 
I got back way too much change. 

PAD Day 13.

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