二回
(2013)
Japanese haiku I wrote that roughly translates to: The first time doing Is always very painful How's the second time?
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Scattering shy leaves Skittering down two by two In Fall’s breeze they sink Forming such a golden path Blind-folded hearts can follow
Self-expressional Crooked poster on the wall Self-intentional Will you shatter, will you fall? Who will fix your frame of old?
No words escape me The sun will rise tomorrow Or so I am told
To etch a love song No earthy ink can suffice Only color drawn From such a naive heart-well Could paint even an inkling
Just for a moment To glimpse from dusty pages A single white flash Tenuous seconds follow Until a roaring reply
The words are muffled and shifting… The pounding won’t stop, the fraye… I hold onto a thread, a little blu… The tension is mine; it is a pain… Frenzied energy drains from my fin…
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
Sweet little black box From metalic elogy Sleep now, sing no more
I pray for the day When my mind is clear Silence, sweet silence Schemes and impulses forgone To live without a shadow
Why does music speak Without line or threads of time We plug ourselves in Forming an echo cocoon Never wanting to come out
The end of the road A distance we all travel Darkness as moonlight Spreads over stone and flowers That litter our path ahead
Such sweet aroma Breathe in the color deeply Exhale precious wafts Crisp Citric spiral peelings, Fill my compost disposal
A stone for a head A dauntingly fragile nose Sudden convulsions To lay my head down in peace My vestigial heart begs
Five points to this as stated thus… Five; to pick up things once falle… Four; to grasp all things from wir… Three; to greet, to cheat, and din… Two; to bind wild lovers with gold…