(2013)
#HourRain #RainFlux #Tanka #Whisper
The end of the road A distance we all travel Darkness as moonlight Spreads over stone and flowers That litter our path ahead
Twelve in numbered spin Once reaching double digits Feel the crisp brisk sweeps Sudden gentle remainders Subtle breath of orange array
愛の歌 空に隠れた それなのに この忘れない 音、まだ響く
A soft fluttering A pulse that pushes beyond Beating of the heart Oh to express the joys of, A soap opera here and there
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply
I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow
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
Seasonal ill’n Ado, ado, soft achoos Cool wind seeps through me
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:
Archaic toiling Through endless character streams To drown deeper still Beneath black and white waters Until I breathe symbolly
Is there something dark? Dark, dark, deep down inside me Something that keeps me Away from the center ring A divergent path indeed
A blank white tablet Fuzzy buzzing silences Click, click, click, and yet That single black divider keeps Blinking an endless cycle
Tiny flashing lights Figures entwine together Closer and closer ‘closer than ever’ they say Beside our computer screens
A sudden waking From formless blinking through dre… Please, just one more year! Surprised to glance the moon’s fac… An hour before her phase
Ask me who he is A tall tree and branches keen words drop; leaves shaken I try to collect them all But forget them by the stream