令和三年三月十一日
A truth eternal
Waiting is like the ocean
Waves of endless grey
The wind-blown sand in my eyes
The taste of salt on my tongue
And Now We Wait #poetry365
令和三年三月十日
The battered branches
Shaking at the sharp wind’s un-
Wanted caresses
Sighing, moaning, whispering
Echoing my heart’s unease
Breath #poetry365
In the foggy dawn
All is quiet, all is still
As the sun rises
Then the trees start to sing as
Hoarfrost slips from their branches
#poetry365 Icesong
令和三年一月二日
In the quiet of
Freshly fallen snow so bright
Tears come to my eyes
My cheeks flushing in the cold
I cannot take back my words
#poetry365 What Is Said
令和三年正月
Snow is best enjoyed
Indoors under heavy quilts
With a pile of cats
Let the winter’s fury fly
So long as it stays outside
#poetry365 Privilege
令和二年十二月三十一日
A certain magic
At the turning of the year
Despite everything
Try to look past the darkness
Surely spring will come again
#poetry365 O-Shogatsu お正月
令和二年十二月三十日
Such desolation
The wind rattles tunelessly
Through empty branches
An emaciated drunk
Lurches weakly out the door
#poetry365 Good Riddance
Alone and afraid
Three hundred thousand shall not
Rise up from their graves
Obliviously into
Oblivion we have strayed
令和二年二月二十日
Thus the wheel turns
Life settles into something
Else the new normal
Pinching pennies like a perv
Fear churns the empty belly
The Way Things Are: Unfunny Kyōka
#poetry365
令和二年二月十六日
Anything at all
And I find myself in tears
Icicles of salt
This winter sun can not melt
No matter how clear the sky
On a cold clear day
#poetry365
令和二年二月七日
Unable to speak
Or even to scream, that hand
Clasped over my mouth
So suddenly it happened
There, in the bright light of day
Silenced
#poetry365
令和二年二月九日
The question is asked
With well-meaning disinterest
How are you doing?
Fine, I say, just fine, hiding
The scars of my nail-pocked palms
In answer to your question
#poetry365
令和二年二月十一日
I wanted to sing
But when I opened my mouth
The words disappeared
And only the bitter taste
Of salt lingered on my lips
Silent song
#poetry365
On the other side
Of the line, sometimes in speech
Sometimes in silence
You were always there for me
Can you still hear me crying?
Sitting in the hall in pajamas
#poetry365
Oh you stubborn leaf
Refusing to let loose from
Your bare empty branch
Fall already, there’s no need
For you to cling to the past
(The last leaf on the pear tree in my mother’s garden)
I look to heaven
Where are the grey skies that could
Camouflage my tears?
Steeped in azure, the sun yet
Shines, life moves on regardless
(Tears on a sunny day)
As the seasons change
I stand on the border not
Knowing where to turn
The sweet scent of autumn leaves
The cold crisp taste of snowflakes
（A winter’s day in San Antonio)
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