(2013)
This was a haiku I wrote near the beginning of Fall on a day I was feeling a bit under the weather.
Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow
Such an empty sky Countless pensive glances are Over and over Swallowed swift, before their time If only I could keep them
To grasp at the root This longing for the seasons Hidden deep, deep down To say it’s just “Natural,” Would only scratch the leaf-tops
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
Anticipation Generic butterflies swarm Twists, knots, fluttering They find no golden nectar Only number two pencils
Bickering tree frogs Endless croaking back and forth Dream a soothing song One where two branches can meet In this capital forest
Tonight I awoke to an orange hori… one that I had never greeted befor… It took me back, to the days of ce… and disregard for the ticking of c… Part two:
Fresh Seattle rain Cleanser more of soul than streets I envy that sound Such simple pure harmony Don’t forget that umbrella!
The mind of a girl That swirling vertex of bright Is unreachable So we put up these steel walls When we could have built a bridge!
To hide in plain sight Something we all yearn for, but Our differences Do not belong in the mud For mud cannot be polished
My Grandfather’s last dream In a deep sea of white, heavy thun… Until a peaceful respite blinks What will it bring? Will the rain… With their piercing showers, will…
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
初めては いつも苦しい 二回には?
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
