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Post by Deleted on Apr 19, 2016 6:11:51 GMT -5
Warm breezes of spring
Windows open all night long
Comfort seems so rare
Extremes seem to be the rule
Restful sleep and morning birds
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Post by Hakuga on Apr 19, 2016 8:04:51 GMT -5
Late at night, raindrops
steadily hammer
every flat surface.
Fits of coughing wake me up
to hear my echo outside.
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Post by Ki no Kotori on Apr 19, 2016 19:33:37 GMT -5
A year becomes ten
Time moving ever faster
The older I get
But life is not a straight line
Nor a race that I can win
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 19, 2016 23:09:28 GMT -5
The moon seems to smile
As I leave the dojo and
Bid my friends good night.
Dare I imagine the roar
Of our drumming did please her?
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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2016 20:32:03 GMT -5
Nearly time for bed,
but first I must oblige this
challenge and meet my
promise to compose daily.
Commitment met, I may sleep.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 21, 2016 1:16:49 GMT -5
It could be summer
On this night of bright moonlight
And sweet scented grass.
I hear the laughter of friends
Still selling in memory.
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Post by Ki no Kotori on Apr 21, 2016 18:11:00 GMT -5
4/20
Invisible like
A shadow in a shade tree
That dull shade of grey
Unseen, unheard, unnoticed
Even a ghost can whisper
4/21
Today, tomorrow
The day before yesterday
None of it matters
Only in this moment now
Do we live our fragile lives
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2016 22:34:45 GMT -5
There is little time.
So caught up in that one task,
that this task suffers.
Perhaps I should go back to
writing first thing each morning.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2016 7:23:24 GMT -5
No time between this
poem and the previous,
but the lifetime of
a butterfly or a king,
ended by the morning rain.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 22, 2016 23:13:58 GMT -5
Today I found out
Someone I used to know passed
From this dewdrop life.
The wheel turns with news of friends
Now expecting a baby.
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Post by akikonomu on Apr 22, 2016 23:16:01 GMT -5
4/21
A brisk spring wind blows
Cherry blossoms from the trees
in a pink rainstorm,
tumbling petals down the streets,
collecting in pink puddles.
4/22
It is laundry day.
Damp sheets hang on the close line.
Fresh from the washer
they billow in the warm wind,
then billow over the bed.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 23, 2016 7:37:36 GMT -5
The strain of a week
yields to a pleasant evening.
Pressure to work hard
dissolves in a glass of wine.
Today, a different list rules.
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Post by Ki no Kotori on Apr 23, 2016 16:06:33 GMT -5
4/22
The kestrel shook free
From her jesses and took wing
Her spirit soaring
May our prayers follow you there
Into God's welcoming arms
4/23
Light on pale green leaves
Softened by the twilight as
A cardinal alights
Raise your voice, prince of songbirds
Lead us on this vigil mass
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Apr 23, 2016 21:46:55 GMT -5
Something has set off
The neighbor's dog two doors down:
He is in full cry.
At this hour, it's most likely
A squirrel or the postman.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 24, 2016 8:37:38 GMT -5
Light floods our chamber
A night's rest comes to an end
A new day begins
The spring sun is warm and bright
and burns away sleep's cool fog.
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