Tylus 01

S.M. Kelvin created the Tilus [Tee-loo-hz], which falls under the category of micropoetry. I've tried the form myself, but would favour a hendecasyllabic form with 7 – 3 – 1 syllables, which avoids the even syllable count. I don't want to restrict this new form on people and nature, there don't has to be a kigo, but it may be used as in haiku.  The poem should end/point at one word. I call this new form of micropoetry Tylus [Tie-loo-hz].

Tian Shan gone and beautiful

Issyk-Kul

Grey

Plains still baking in the sun

Uphill starts

Fall

Yellow poplars, red bushes

The meadows

Bleak

Fallen down cherry blossoms

Will pave the

Way

Persimmons waiting for frost

To make them

Sweet

Wind won't touch the crystal stars

Turning to

Snow

Moving on like a spider

Without a

Net

It's getting cold on the porch

But the warm

Light

When winds will be sweeping earth

Man shall be

Dust

We had to drape the mirror

You have gone

Friend

Despite the nightingale’s song

Yellow or red

Fall

A rain drop in the ocean 

Means nothing

Tear

Eavesdropping behind the clouds

Lazy or shy

Moon