(2013)
A poem about how sometimes the bright-eyed ambition and innocence of youth seems to fade.
Life’s obligations A daunting sea of turmoil With crest after crest I’ll hide in this briny shell Till the tide forgets my name
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
Foggy morning sky Your veil remains untouched by The flags of Autumn How cruel of you to kidnap Such keen keepsakes of your kin
Distractions of youth Parade like bright spring flowers Always on the mind Entangling my weak heart To the land of mud and ice
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!
I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow
The darkest of nights It is on these nights I turn To these keys, clicking Fervently beyond reason Behind safely shadowed doors
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:
Red and orange glitter Dancing delicately high Above winding paths Falling to the great grey streams Falling for grace, or duty?
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
Flickering between The realms of light and shadow Why not close the shades? Sleep’s alluring charm welcomes Despite such early hours!
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…
A midst cold classrooms Seemingly short dialect Audio-connect Slowly frozen hearts will drip As conversations bubble
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
I guess it’s about that time again time for another pointless relapse Time, like a dusty album record Spinning, around and around on end I want the needle to break or veer…