Once green and verdant,
winter leaves sit and decay
methodically
on mud-caked concrete, gazing
up at their former glory
Tag: tanka
The Laughing Tree
The coast is now sea
The coast is now sea
honeymooner footprints gone
the special sand lays
among coral, brilliant white
where fish swim in the moonlight
Rises, transcendent
The gleaming crystal
melts into a glimmering
puddle, then rises
transcendent, into frigid
clouds, born again, a snowflake.
Whence they came
The blades of grass grow
tall and brazen, until their
height becomes burden;
emerald once-proud tips sag
towards the dark loam whence they came.
A vast allegory
There is nothing but Peace
There is nothing but
Peace when the lotus blossoms
open and capture
men’s souls in their beauty. Soft
pink petals withstand all ill.
The recreant sun
In December the
recreant sun cedes the sky
to dark, grieving clouds
each tear turned to wind-lofted
snow, that laughs despite the gloom.
Into the encroaching gray
The hot flash of shame
makes your self feel like an iron
weight, but thankfully
in due time, all mistakes fade
into the encroaching gray.
Inamorata
The latent ardor
flows through a waiting woman.
The frost-kissed meadow-
where when blossoms reigned she held
the one. Inamorata.