Saionji Shonagon
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One dreamed of becoming somebody. Another remained awake and became. (Found in a fortune cookie.)
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 15, 2013 23:30:42 GMT -5
It roars off the bay,
Yanking at half closed doors and
Rattling the windows.
Halyards chime noisily as
Boats jostle in their moorings.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2013 5:41:58 GMT -5
They may think that they
write for the gods or for truth,
but the truth is that
they are madmen and killers
and blood is their godless ink.
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Post by Please Delete on Apr 16, 2013 22:20:16 GMT -5
16 Apr
Red and white splashes
upon inky black canvas,
shining in the dark;
What beauty waits here alone,
blossoms oh so colorful?
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Saionji Shonagon
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 17, 2013 1:37:54 GMT -5
It's almost midnight
But this poem will not come
And I want to sleep.
Whose idea was this challenge?
Oh yes, that's right. It was mine.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 17, 2013 8:23:45 GMT -5
Betimes when writing
poetry, one is plague-ed
by words that have a
dearth of syllables or else
some that might be superflu
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Post by Please Delete on Apr 17, 2013 23:17:00 GMT -5
17 Apr
A splash of red on
a sharp, bright sliver of steel
punctuates the night;
Oh how that razor's sharp edge
make real this illusion.
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Saionji Shonagon
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 17, 2013 23:32:26 GMT -5
Flowering trees wave
Their gaily colored sleeves in
The morning sunshine.
I spare them a glance before I
Hurry off to my work day.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 18, 2013 8:17:36 GMT -5
As the blooms shower
from the trees and their green leaves
clothe them for summer,
so must I shower and clothe
myself for the spring work day.
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Post by Please Delete on Apr 18, 2013 19:34:42 GMT -5
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Post by Please Delete on Apr 18, 2013 20:23:27 GMT -5
18 Apr (since the last one was a request for a friend)
Two lanterns blazed bright
across the river basin
from the Old North Church.
Now fleet hooves and tolling bells
spread like fire across the land.
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Saionji Shonagon
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One dreamed of becoming somebody. Another remained awake and became. (Found in a fortune cookie.)
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 19, 2013 1:31:06 GMT -5
Wrists ache from the weight
Of drills with sword and dagger,
Pass and pass again.
Is he having an off night
Or have I improved that much?
(A bit of both - he got better once he warmed up.)
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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2013 6:02:21 GMT -5
Tomorrow a new
royal pair is crowned in our
fair sylvan Kingdom.
Mongolia now retreats,
but one knows they may return.
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Post by Please Delete on Apr 19, 2013 23:04:23 GMT -5
19 Apr
Feathers in the sky
Heralded this afternoon's
Great and wild deluge.
Let us sing and dance and play
Whilst the dragons dance on clouds
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Saionji Shonagon
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One dreamed of becoming somebody. Another remained awake and became. (Found in a fortune cookie.)
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 20, 2013 0:53:47 GMT -5
The wheel turns again,
Now rising, now falling but
Always in motion.
No matter what the season
There is always more mending.
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Post by Please Delete on Apr 20, 2013 23:50:10 GMT -5
20 Apr
(Passing by Quantico on I-95...)
A great spear of light
Reaching up toward the stars
In the sky above--
A gleaming sword of honor
In an eternal salute.
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