A Series of Senryu ( re-formatted)

Here are my senryus formatted as should be- this will make it easier on the reader as compared to when I posted yesterday, and the more I tried to correct the formatting- the worse it became. Tears-eyelids swollen former beauty fleeting fast such is my life now. Angelica-child who almost was, but wasn't you live in my heart. Luis Miguel-son without even a birthday death choked from my womb. For you no tombstone nor burial, only grief -this mother's mourning. "Eye for eye" it's said then why 4 dead? I ask God -no answer comes yet. Wisdom to me came not through some odd nirvana but blood and pain. To live modestly that is all I can ask now no splendorous dreams. I'm tired, dead dead tired and the pain it never ends but at least I live. Finally peace came in this beautifull city, Denver- where I write. Lofty skyscrapers of central Colorado -my current refuge. * These where written some years ago, and are about miscarriage. But the poems evolve through depression, to healing and the stages in-between. Paco, Glenn and IlaMae I thank you all for your kind comments to my yesterday's posts, but here are the actual poems as should be, in sequence and format.