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Post by Deleted on Nov 24, 2016 15:08:30 GMT -5
Today a little time to spend in the workshop while she makes dinner. It is cold out here and it will be nice to go inside.
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Post by momoyama on Nov 25, 2016 8:43:05 GMT -5
pheasants, stubblefield drooping bamboo yellowing the sea of clouds forms by late morning it is gone like the tourists come winter
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 26, 2016 1:39:14 GMT -5
I miss the gingko That stood on the street corner Across from the house. Chain link fencing takes its place, Houses promised for that lot.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 26, 2016 17:06:12 GMT -5
Friends come visit us. Children running and playing. Grownups sit and talk. How nice to have a little extra time in the weekend.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 27, 2016 0:38:50 GMT -5
We sit in the dark, Entranced by a tale as it Unwinds before us. Hero and villain battle, Lovers unite, credits roll.
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Post by momoyama on Nov 27, 2016 1:11:11 GMT -5
There is no trail here just a ridge unknown, unnamed on top a clearing a thousand year old temple there is nothing left at all
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 27, 2016 23:49:15 GMT -5
At sunset a bugle Tells mournful tales of service And sacrifices. Instead of Gion's sad bell We have a Marine barracks.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 28, 2016 21:55:11 GMT -5
Cold winds blow the leaves outside in circles against the walls of our home. Inside, the last few days of the challenge circle the drain.
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Post by momoyama on Nov 28, 2016 22:41:18 GMT -5
Kei-tora Ji-san why doth thou driveth so slow? always in front of whenever I want to go torturing my Jersey soul
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 29, 2016 1:06:36 GMT -5
Rain in the morning Makes it hard to leave my nest Of cozy blankets. Go to sleep, whispers the rain, Alas, I must go to work.
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Nov 30, 2016 1:35:23 GMT -5
A troop of bare trees March the top of eastward hills Against a cold dawn. I do not know what they guard But still I am glad of them.
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Post by momoyama on Nov 30, 2016 8:50:11 GMT -5
Cedar, cypress, oaks companions on my journey again and again into the forest we go for what is it that I search?
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Post by Deleted on Nov 30, 2016 18:57:17 GMT -5
Out at the market Shopping for things we don't need Spending way too much This is money I should save Not give away to merchants
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Post by Saionji Shonagon on Dec 1, 2016 1:00:14 GMT -5
A world roofed in grey Presses in, its damp embrace Lingers in the air. Stop lazing about, you clouds, If you're going to rain, RAIN.
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