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
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