Tag: Poetry

The Real Me

Once in the mirror I saw a sepia inked versionpleading to me for change like a beggar on the street. So I picked up my pen and papercomposed a poem to the real me.Now, I live and breath… in vivid technicolor.

Treat

I spend some days talking to my dog who cocks his head As if he’s trying to understand exactly the words I said I recite my poems to him, seeking some kind of reactionYet the most I ever get is a look of quizzical…

The Essence of Decay

The bloom of youth in the rain washed rose is a joy for eyes to see yet what lies underneath this glow is invisible to you and me. Blind are we for a fresh budding rose is already fading, dying time is cruel the…

#Tan Renga: Persimmon

when I ate a persimmonthe bell rungthe Horyuji temple ©Shiki colorful hanging lanternsripe orange fruit sways in the breeze Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: Tan Renga Wednesday 9 I ate a persimmon

Pearls of Memories

“Time is a blackguard, Chou.” And, of course, he’s right. There goes time, running like hell, looking back at us, taunting, as we fumble, trying to save him in a jar. Trying to tuck him forever under the bed, fix him tight against a…

#Haiku: First Snow

dusted with snowflakesQueen Anne’s Lace dressed for winterdelicate surprise Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: #1797 New Beginnings First Snow

Fade to Midnight Black

Amid the roar of my pounding heartbeats Comes a whispering voice ~Take a breath, calm your heart for in this moment you have a choice. You can surrender, give in to fear fade to midnight black or fight and ultimately win, Never looking back….

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