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Post by Please Delete on Apr 5, 2014 21:59:37 GMT -5
Cherry trees in bloom
Bright and brief in their moment
In this dew drop world.
How I long to ambulate
Beneath those gentle blossoms.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 5, 2014 22:38:10 GMT -5
I pass miles of them,
Ruthlessly pollarded and
Planted in strict rows.
Yet even in regiments,
The cherries wear lovely blossoms.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 6, 2014 8:17:42 GMT -5
New tools in basement
Freshly planed lumber in car
Sunny day outside
In head, possibilities,
plans, priorities, ideas...
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 6, 2014 15:16:30 GMT -5
"You fought well today,"
He said, to my puzzlement.
What was he watching?
Or did he mean the battle
With constant pain and myself?
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Post by Please Delete on Apr 6, 2014 21:04:50 GMT -5
There is no wisdom
That will freely flow tonight
And no great riddles;
As night deepens I resign
To five simple lines, like this.
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Post by akikonomu on Apr 6, 2014 21:54:15 GMT -5
Old age and the hand
of man have felled twenty four
cherry trees. Too old
they say; and we need a bridge
more than these lovely ladies.
The University of Washington Quad is famous for its cherry trees with their clouds of pink blossoms. They are a beloved by students and tourists alike. This weekend, 24 were cut down to make way for a pedestrian bridge.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2014 7:06:55 GMT -5
Tools exercised and
the fruits and frivolities
of my craft before
me now to demonstrate to
myself how good progress feels.
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Post by Please Delete on Apr 7, 2014 21:57:12 GMT -5
The springtime blossoms
are washed in the gentle rain
of April showers;
What beautiful sights abound
Now winter's finally past?
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 7, 2014 22:27:08 GMT -5
His repertoire is
A marvel as he shows off
In hope of a mate.
Try though I might, I could not
See where the mockingbird nests.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 8, 2014 7:28:36 GMT -5
So many frames on
so many moving pictures.
A wistful recount
of the cycles of love and
loss across sev'ral lifetimes.
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Post by Please Delete on Apr 8, 2014 21:10:33 GMT -5
Why not park yourself
In the middle of the road
No sign, no signal?
The world revolves around you
And others are but shadows.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 9, 2014 1:39:56 GMT -5
Dancing with a drum
Or wielding a sword with grace
Do not come with ease.
I must make up for prowess
With enthusiasm.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 9, 2014 6:59:38 GMT -5
A winter of much
activity has left me
with a mountain of
much clean clothing no time
this spring in which to iron.
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Post by Please Delete on Apr 9, 2014 22:32:57 GMT -5
Too many long nights
Wearies the flickering flame
Dancing on the wick;
A lack of obligations
Leads to dreams of peaceful rest.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 10, 2014 0:55:09 GMT -5
How quiet it is.
Windows open to the night
I wait, listening.
In the distance I hear the
Wail of an oncoming train.
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